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I Still Try

Every attempt has failed
I've bled so much
So many toxins I've inhaled
Still my heart it doesn't touch

My body is quite strong
What am I doing wrong

I need a quick fix
An easy way out
No more tricks

My time left isn't long
I'm singing my last song

This is a nightmare
Without a doubt
I can't stand this air

I'm living in fear
The devil is near

I count to three
No matter what I can't die
These drugs won't kill me
But I still try

*Written on March 26, 2012
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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