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Feb 2014
Give me a hit
Let me bathe in that gin
Got too much ****
laden too heavy with sin.

My *** is my crutch
Broken heart and broken soul
burden too much
now broken down not whole.

give me some poison
let me cure this disease
inside I got a demon
who just won't give me any ease.

something to numb the pain
stop this clawing deep inside
**** my heart **** my brain
my euthanasia satisfied.

I just wanna run and hide
From all the bad desicions
But the demons haven't died
So let's continue to blur vision.

Cause It won't go away
the demon's, here to stay
the pain isn't subtle,
so I'll shut up.
but hand me another bottle.
Sorry! Was deleted by accident hahaha
Not-So-Superman
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