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once had an angel one time
when I was being a devil
couldn't see the love gave
through all the hatred I was
given and hereditary disease
I was stricken with you don't
miss it until you lost it and
lose it over self condemning
every now and then I find a
feather wishing I had never
regrets aren't easy to digest
concerned about heartburn
when she's burning my stuff
coz she fed up and had enough
fallen in the fire and can't get up
smoking like a chimney that
needs swept use to cry now
wept looking at the side on
which she slept losing my
mind talking to myself hoping
the feeling won't last too long
more empty bottles to add on
looking for a pad to write on
high on ink trying to think
alcoholic so I drank to forget
I write too much coz we fight
too much in a rush like I can't
shut up long enough to
have a conversation about
the situation facing me
