Ironik
I am high on strife,
Drunk on delusion,
Stoned on seclusion,
Intoxicated on exploitation.
I'm ed up on failure,
Alienated on anger,
A junky without joy,
A staggering stranger
To those I love most,
Respect the greatest,
And would die 1000 times,
To protect them from me.
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