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What Doesn'T Kill You Only Makes You Weak

I down poison and sleep for days trying to take the heart ache away I swallow rasorblades to take the headaches away but nothing matters its always the same what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger liar liar pants on fire!!!! Overdosed and dieing survived it and now paying with liver damage and internal bleeding The car crash of the drunk driver how relaxing nail biting aftermath and another reason to go out and party for the celebration of the alcoholic who just took the life of his best friend I'm the victom I'm the victom I'm the victom he says but low and behold the survivors in the other vehicle stronger than ever all crippled and in wheel chairs know that they should really thank the drunk driver and condemn all the hippocrits who know nothing of survival so here i am wishing to be more strong why bother to exercise they surely have it all wrong why pay attention to science any way all those cliches can tell you about apples and sunshine but we know what doesn't kill you makes you stronger so i think I'll cut off my leg go play in traffic or fight the wars by doing too much drugs the place inside the fire can tell you what doesn't kill you will only make you strong A second lease on life a new found reason to get up and go and find god and praise life and all the things i should have done and all the newfound glorious reasons to cry why oh why oh why oh why thank you lord thank you Jesus thank you wars thank you liars thank you lies thank you doctors thank you poets thank you psychologists thank you preachers for truly understanding an age old cliche I'll peel off this apple to keep the doctor away throw out the core and know if it doesn't kill me I'm probably just weak and after all the rehabilitation and speach therapy i still don't feel like me

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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