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I used to love the smoke The calm it brings to my tortured mind I used to love a glass Filled up to the brim, chugging it down Drowning all my pain I used to love a bed Sleeping in it, For hours on end Wishing i could just sleep forever I used to love to swear As if every curse is a scream That no one would hear For the screams i heard are next to my room Sometimes, its not just shouts that i hear I used to love to lie That i was okay But i am not I used to love the needle Piercing my arm For the sting is nothing compared to the stabs at my back I used to love not knowing And knowing What is right but still chose what is wrong All of this Was before, But Before there was after, There was now
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Aug 27, 2016
Aug 27, 2016 at 5:16 AM UTC
Before and After
I used to love the smoke The calm it brings to my tortured mind I used to love a glass Filled up to the brim, chugging it down Drowning all my pain I used to love a bed Sleeping in it, For hours on end Wishing i could just sleep forever I used to love to swear As if every curse is a scream That no one would hear For the screams i heard are next to my room Sometimes, its not just shouts that i hear I used to love to lie That i was okay But i am not I used to love the needle Piercing my arm For the sting is nothing compared to the stabs at my back I used to love not knowing And knowing What is right but still chose what is wrong All of this Was before, But Before there was after, There was now
emery-cade
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Aug 27, 2016
Aug 27, 2016 at 5:16 AM UTC
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