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Jun 2014
My life is a living hell
Nightmares crawling
Throughout my skull

The only cure comes
In the form of white powder.

Numbing my senses
To the hellish life I live.  

I crave my cure
But I must resist.
To keep the one
Good thing in my life.

My family

My true cure
They are my strength
My sanctuary.
Hawk Flight
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Hawk Flight  Living in Hell
(Living in Hell)   
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