Walking the streets
Recollections of our second meeting
Recalling your expression
Surprised I'm still breathing
Surprised I'm sleeping well
And I'm regularly eating
Pats on the back, tip of the hat
And then your leaving
But your not there in the cold nights
When I'm sweating, chest heaving
Just need another shot
Another pill
A couple pops
Don't need in excess
They're expecting me to drop
One bottle
Just a few, enough to make the pain stop
Vader
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Abuse in a Bottle
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2b2b2 says: Potent Petite Piece....Write On....ONE |
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Devonte7638 says: Nice |
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