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I Once Used 
Used A lot 
And So Many 
Always Had Mad Moods 
And Always Moddy 
It Was through My Arms 
My Hand 
Anywhere I Could Stick Niddle In 
So Glad That Feeling in Doing Is Done 
No More Feeling Sorry For Myself 
No More Feeling Like I'm In This Dark Hole 
Free , Free,  Free,  Free, 
That Niddles, Those Drugs, Was Not Meet For Me 
Using An Hurting 
While I Used 
Was Never Away Out From My pain. 
Thank God For Letting Me Live Another Day 
I Could Killed Me 
 But I Had Straight And Power 
To Stop cold Turkey, 
Was It Hard?, Hell yea it Was 
But had Faith And Walk Alone For Many Years. 
Decided To Be Someone Different

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