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timothy johnson Feb 2020
smoking in my room
so i know what to do
write the next line
about how i wanna die
i think that message got through
so i keep acting a fool
tell me, do you think i'm cool
i know i act like a tool
but you act so cruel
you turned my heart into goo
i want so many tattoos
so when you see me
you know that i'm bad news
im a drug
so run away
before i catch you
cause i'm addicting
you won't wanna leave me
but soon your gonna hate me
i'm a druggie
with no money
hiding from my mother
cause im a shame like no other
timothy johnson Feb 2020
I feel so broken
busting at the seams with emotions
my heart feels eroded
my mind is overloaded
these feelings are overflowing
and time keeps passing by
don't know when im gonna die
don't mind if it's tonight
cause i lived my life
just the way i that wanted
pocket full of drugs
when i stumble through the halls
imma make it all mine
tell me, will that make me shine?

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