Feb 10
when in this lifestyle we stay long
we start to feel this is a place we can belong so we allow ourselves to carry on pretending we are being strong. It used to be we would be up all night long hitting the **** ****. waking up that way too should tell us that there is something wrong 9 times out 10 by noon I am altready gone animated like a cartoon I've been drawn. I am not satan's spawn now am I someone pawn the grass always does appear greener in someone else's lawn. After all the heartache we have undergone why in this area are we so **** headstrong. Why is it so important for us outperform, our own tales of woebegone. This hackathon. if this misery we must prolong, The dangers we forwarn it's quite possible to be left out in the shitstorm. Now it has to run its course. From it very core it rages likes war. This is where all our pain is stored. So when we twist off we will scorch. So this is a last resort. Our stolen horses turned out to be unicorns. Knock me out with the chloroform. Hold down the fort and sound the alarm. For such a show of force there will be no reward. Go 0n tell that to your noble Lord. Let him be the one you misinform. Turn our addictions into an art form.
You see they are clever keeping us willingly hooked forever. They have become our transgressor, Always looking down on us like we are lessor. In our suffering they take pleasure. I know I wish we had never embarked on this endeavor. They aren't thinking about what is going to happen to us whatsoever. Of course he voiced his steller displeasure. Beating us again just for good measure. To get out 0f here we will have to ban together. We will ***** up her ledger. Make it seem as if she had been writing seductive letters to a number of lepers. However this time it wasn't us that was under all the pressure. He dug us up and buried her just as if we were all hidden treasure. Before we are the ones they recapture Lets escape into the lands of never never. Where they won't find us, ever!
Well **** here we go again, losing ourselves rambling on in our world of pretend and make believe. Captivated though that whole story I could barely breathe. Now you must be in such state of grief that your spirit is screaming for release. addiction is a hell of a disease. It will easily bring you to your knees, tearing you down treating you however it does please. completely destroying entire lives with concerning ease. It's like it is now autumn and us addicts are blowing in the breeze, just as if we are falls falling leaves, Falling away at such great speed we should all prepare to take heed. stop feeding the need for we are killing ourselves indeed. cut me and it is still red I"ll bleed. I am still me underneath. I grew accustom to being one to retreat instead of facing any memory that was bitter-sweet So now I can not render myself obsolete not until the circle is complete. Not at all will it be discreet. our stories are not chiseled in to concrete Victorious we can still bring defeat for we do recover. We can lay these addictions down at our feet hopefully kicking them completely out reach.
we start to feel this is a place we can belong so we allow ourselves to carry on pretending we are being strong. It used to be we would be up all night long hitting the **** ****. waking up that way too should tell us that there is something wrong 9 times out 10 by noon I am altready gone animated like a cartoon I've been drawn. I am not satan's spawn now am I someone pawn the grass always does appear greener in someone else's lawn. After all the heartache we have undergone why in this area are we so **** headstrong. Why is it so important for us outperform, our own tales of woebegone. This hackathon. if this misery we must prolong, The dangers we forwarn it's quite possible to be left out in the shitstorm. Now it has to run its course. From it very core it rages likes war. This is where all our pain is stored. So when we twist off we will scorch. So this is a last resort. Our stolen horses turned out to be unicorns. Knock me out with the chloroform. Hold down the fort and sound the alarm. For such a show of force there will be no reward. Go 0n tell that to your noble Lord. Let him be the one you misinform. Turn our addictions into an art form.
You see they are clever keeping us willingly hooked forever. They have become our transgressor, Always looking down on us like we are lessor. In our suffering they take pleasure. I know I wish we had never embarked on this endeavor. They aren't thinking about what is going to happen to us whatsoever. Of course he voiced his steller displeasure. Beating us again just for good measure. To get out 0f here we will have to ban together. We will ***** up her ledger. Make it seem as if she had been writing seductive letters to a number of lepers. However this time it wasn't us that was under all the pressure. He dug us up and buried her just as if we were all hidden treasure. Before we are the ones they recapture Lets escape into the lands of never never. Where they won't find us, ever!
Well **** here we go again, losing ourselves rambling on in our world of pretend and make believe. Captivated though that whole story I could barely breathe. Now you must be in such state of grief that your spirit is screaming for release. addiction is a hell of a disease. It will easily bring you to your knees, tearing you down treating you however it does please. completely destroying entire lives with concerning ease. It's like it is now autumn and us addicts are blowing in the breeze, just as if we are falls falling leaves, Falling away at such great speed we should all prepare to take heed. stop feeding the need for we are killing ourselves indeed. cut me and it is still red I"ll bleed. I am still me underneath. I grew accustom to being one to retreat instead of facing any memory that was bitter-sweet So now I can not render myself obsolete not until the circle is complete. Not at all will it be discreet. our stories are not chiseled in to concrete Victorious we can still bring defeat for we do recover. We can lay these addictions down at our feet hopefully kicking them completely out reach.
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