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Back Again For the Time
Its not the first time I write to rhyme
Caught up once again in a life filled with petty crime
Dealing nickels and dimes through the hard times
I keep a smile because you looked at as weak if they see you crying
I stay grounded with smoking drugs that I keep buying
Im floating in the air with the smoke Im ****ing flying
I keep hurting in this pain thats why I keep on writing
I try and stay peaceful but its hard to surrounded by constant fighting
Alcoholic pains shooting through my body faster than lighting
Cirrosiss Death back again for the first time
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