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Fate

Everyday, I question my fate Do I push, this Issue do i wait? The decades of pain. I chose to Medicate in ways, To forget your face. I Stay dazed. For all the ways, All the days, Memories in-vain The torment and pain so ashamed Thoughts flowing Like rain in My brain Tie my veins I just blinked And lost Everything This Time and pain The Guilt and shame It's insane its the only thing that links these trains To their Tunnels In my brain my souls Stained Hotter Than burning flames Im ashamed I medicate mySanity slips away this pain just looms and loops on play i live the death of my own sealed fate id appreciate if id fade away dicipate as i inticipate a way to be saved maybe one day but fate shoves me back into this ing game theres never a winner no first place maybe ill learn one day whos to say it blast off lift away drift away time to sedate this rage ive caused by hate time to medicate So I poke the dopamine Poke the dope in me a rope round my throat Hope is gone the dope hangs on can i keep doin this? if so how long i wanna move on but im barely hangin on yes barely Look around do you see what I see needle caps From using daily Abusing maybe One day I'll be saved From the evil thing That's made me a slave Made me misbehave can i be forgave for All the rage and hate Pushed up my veins I'm to blame For the shame my choices I made Cant take em back The memory is stained So fight and strain yes everyday To stay away atleast ya hope That dope choke me a rope I dont know if Its letting go I hope so so tired and alone Itll expose your soul Take tolls on you Kills you so slow Please help me I need to know If I can still feel When the chills are gone Or am I forever gonna Feel alone my emotions will be froze they were left in the snow whats the deal I mean Foreal... no need crying over spilled milk Feel the pain And it's so real

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