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It no longer feels so nice.The needle has lost it's vice.Never has the world seemed so blandAs I stand in the face of death. Needing to catch my breat..
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Stripped by greed.
Silenced by lust.
The one, who looks at
me, looks in disgust.
As I lay in my bed
It runs through my head.
What ..
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I watched you grow. I picked you up when you fell.I masked the horrors our parents bestowed on us. You are now a young man trying to find his purpose ..
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