Oh the ol' days.
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Complications and stress and blood and tears and a haze of pills and booze and pot.
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I miss it. But I most definitely don't miss it.
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The unreality is appealing, but only because of the tricks. Like a kid, being offered a lollipop by a pedo. She sees no harm, she sees the good. She sees the sweet and the generosity.
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That is, until she see the ugly and bad, and the devious.
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And still, It knows nothing at all
Regretting the deceptive truth of It's lies
Forget about redemption
I love to be the one to tell you It's a liar
I'm in it
It's not here.
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#dosed
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