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The last high

Bruising my vein Can’t stay in my lane Don’t even feel any pain Acting like my arms are a pincushion A dirty needle about to push in Need that rush Want the voices to hush Never coming down Life in the background Up up and away My body begging my mind to stay But like always it runs away Hoping one day Lost it will stay In the darkness I found Deeper than six feet under the ground With life just spinning around My heart not making a sound Dying is an endless escape Realizing now I was never awake Lost in confusion Sweating with profusion Never finding a solution The loneliest place I’ve had to face Is when life had run it’s race Not even to the end Only hurt my one friend The last breath escapes I need to erase That my fate is done And nobody won But the devil himself Life got stuck on a shelf Not even god will help No need to yelp Just sit in silence No need for violence My day is done Thanks for the fun

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