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I’m wasting away in a life that doesn’t want me.
With drink in hand, and smoke-filled lungs,
I drink to my happiness.
I'm living my life teetering on the edge.
I’m growing closer to insanity
and yet I hide it well.
God send me an angel.
Someone to comfort me.
I’m screaming in a world where people have no ears.
I’m drowning in a ocean of pain.
Either send the sharks or someone to rescue me.
I can’t tread water anymore.
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