Addiction

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High behind the wheel

High behind the wheel

You're deranged, I will admit, it’s a risk but I live for moments like this
Open wide let's take a...

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Empty room

Empty room

I've been drowning in my thoughts, no life vest, demons in my head they give me no rest.
Wake up...

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Habits

Habits

Drugs and alcohol survive in my veins
Looking back at my childhood shit just ain't the same.
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No man can…

A man I once knew

No man can…

Does he care enough to know what I think about him?
Does he know my world ended when he stood up to...

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A New Art?

Lazy is an art form
I am just not sure what category.
It is a new version of behavioral art...

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Raze your glass

Raze your glass

promise I'm coping
I know what it feels like
I got my heart open
erasing my pride...

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Far Away From You

just getting more stuff off my chest

I'm an honest person for being your daughter
Which leaves me speechless sometimes,
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AGITATION!

can't sleep, won't sleep!

AGITATION!

Agitation—Argh! The rage builds steep,
I can’t even dream, I’m deprived of sleep.

They pump...

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A Sad Song.

A Sad Song.

A Sad Song.
Lee.

The fan churns humid, spent air, spreading the funk of heat, perfume and...

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Fuck digital, it was real

Whenever I went online,
I felt happiness down my spine.

Profile picture and name was fake...

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You wouldn't have made it

You wouldn't have made it

Don’t you dare point your finger,
Don’t cast your shallow eyes on me.

You, cloaked in...

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Prescription drugs restraints

Same rule for us all? Really?

Prescription drug restraints!....

So many people,
all around,
Mistreating meds,...

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Smoke-Free For One Year

There's one thing that's perfectly clear.
I have been smoke-free for one year.
The last...

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A Night Out

A Night Out

Last night I sat amongst the loud, In chambers of mouths and bellow, An establishment to which a droplet...

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Ten in my shoes

Ten in my shoes

You wouldn't last ten in my shoes,
no heartbeat, no breath, not a single bruise,

would trade...

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The meat cleaver that'...

The meat cleaver that's life

Life is a cleaver, heavy and sharp,

Its edge bites deep, leaving a mark.

It swings...