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Forced To See Victory

Now I’m forced to see
repressed memories 
friends, enemies 
troubles I free 
again feeling me, 
who I used to be, 
finally, finally
I’m breathing as he,
I’m back to being me.

Too much 
too fast 
and I did perish
Though I hung on 
did last 
not to my merit. 

I’m finally breathing 
There’s something beneath me 
I’m rising back up 
from a beating 
couldn't beat me.

And no lie 
I now see how I am rated 
been through Hell 
reputation’s been grated, 
it seems overstated 
but why should I hate it, 
Alone, on my own 
and stuck isolated. 

As I realise the pile on, 
Friends I had no eye on, 
Scavengers and vile ones,
I Concentrated one way 
while fake friends bummed me.

I guess the simple fact is
when put into practice 
loyalty lacks fizz.

When Breakdowns occurred 
they labelled me a loon,
I needed help 
and that's what they did do, 
So now I’m screaming **** you
And I mean it too,
Best friends mate? 
no you didn't flipping come through

You need the cannabis 
While I go on and handle this
You push it down and press it in,
I let it out like a looney bin,
but I am presuming 
as I am human, 
I will let it out and 
keep on moving,

and the day I’m free of it and back to being me,
You’ll be storing thoughts high on THC, 
repeating the same misery of looking for the green,
while I’ll be living a victory, the victory you dream.

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