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Nov 2014
as night falls upon me
with signs of no hope
is it the drugs
or
is it just me

why can't i think of nothing else
hoping and praying
the next day will come

do i want to be clean
or
do i want to be high

why can't i think
or
why can't i die

caught in this grip
of this little bag (H)
only to know it makes me sad

so why did i take
thats not me
only to know
that GOD watches me

when i pray and cry
to my heavenly GOD
only to know
he doesn't want me sad

he will do his work
and he only cares
DC raw love
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DC raw love  Alexandria
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