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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
Copyright © Ashley Evans | Year Posted 2016
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