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I know that feeling...the feeling like everything is falling apart. Like everything is going to come crashing down, the drugs help they help you and me at least.

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Hey Mom, Dad Guess What

Published: December 2007

Hey mom, dad guess what.........

See that weed?
It's laced with coke!
Mommy do you see me?
Do you see me, hear me choke?
Do you see because of you my life is full of smoke?

How about you dad?
Don't you see?
I'm not the little boy you once had!
Do you really think I care?
I'm killing myself!
I'm dying!
But I don't give a f***.
As long as I stay flying.
I long as I'm no longer sad.
As long as I'm no longer crying.

And as sad as it may sound
I think it's destiny to die with a razor and some coke next to me.
Yup that's me.
Me and my f***ed up reality.

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