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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required laying in the bath tub he threw up again devouring the headache addicted to his worst enemy i cant tell you the symphony she played upon her arms the sharpness i tried to keep at bay how hard it played upon me i would try tyo hide away drugs and booze only numbed me sleep all day pretenmd were not fighting one more day we can make it through this one more headache one more empty bottle one more psycho drama one more minute in the tub laying in the tub i stopped getting out to pee laying in the tub all day add some hot water to keep my stress away doesnt matter my only two friends at eachothers throats then mine then their own trying to make piece with tye died flags and macrame whats for super same thing everyday stole from me again another helping of the same routine laying in the tub all day no escape no escape just drying out my skin to come out of the porceline womb see the cuts see the sickness and then be the one to blame be the one responsible be the one chasing them out naked with a knife hospitalised for bad art art i never got back what a waste of a window god never opened just another closing door three of us no more of this two birds stuff sing us to death as we think blowing our brains out in front of a canvas one by one looks good the good smelly sock of disease the offbeat step of death always stalking me upstairs downstairs i thought they were my friends when it rains it pours i just ran after her naked and chased him with a knife not proud of it then went back to sitting in the tub all day not sure why they had been soo self destructive the art of depression stalks us slowly stained glass obviously has a high price
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