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May 2014
My first withdraw.
Love.
I felt I would die.
He was my life.
Didn't think I would make it.
Then I found.
My second withdraw.
Alcohol.
Drank everyday.
Didn't no my way.
Everything seemed the same.
Then I thought I found away.
My third withdraw.
Oxy's.
It was a easy drug.
All you had to do was crush.
It made the pain.
Fly away.
Know that I'm clean.
I hope things can change.
I'm done with the withdraw and the pain
Tia
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   Rodney Mendoza and AJ
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