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The wind sits steady as the leaves begin to change 
Cigarette buts on the ground
While there's puke stains
on the walls
From mixing two different types of alcohol
Beer cans sit in the sink to think
Tearing away your feet from this sticky ground
Made by some type of substance
That got spilt but never found
But somehow things just keep turning back around
With no way to tell your ups from your downs
With no A/C in the summer
It almost made you hell-bound
No hot water in the winter
Made you feel like a hound
Tied up in the yard
Or the street
Broken glass at your feet
With a chain tightly wrapped around your neck
You open the fridge 
Nothing left to eat
So you decide to munch on the bricks till your gums begin to bleed
Although it wasn't too bad
You still had your weed
You were still able to get high 
The lights still worked
You were able to get by
Ate your moldy slices of bread 
Making enemies with the flies
As the dishes piled high
And your friends they think their sly with their pin-point lies
Trying to disguise the pain that was soon to arise 
But they don't know what it means to truly be alive
So obsessed with reaching the thrills of the divine
How 'bout you go and snort another line
Maybe that will help you stare at the sky
trying to hide the red in your eyes 
Expression sometimes can feel like a crime
The joy in being able to free your mind 
Maybe that will help keep you steady on the days 
when you see your mom cry
and you just want to hit something 
And you don't know why
And sometimes you don't know where to go 
Because you're half-blind
some days being able to find solace in the rhymes 
You keep telling yourself that you are one of a kind
But as the leaves begin to change
Although the ideas can't be swayed
Your meaning begins to fade
with the last rays of sunshine

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