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I Am Still

I am sick of waiting, still debating, hearing and hating my wicked thoughts I am pill popping, still stopping, my heart dropping, hearing your voice I am done wasting, still hating, enough of your taking, I’m breaking your memory I am quickly dieing, still crying, wondering, sighing and trying to forget your evil I am still here, drowning in my beer, denying my fears, wiping away my tears, and you I am finally leaving, enough of this seething, I need to be breathing and thinking of something else.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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