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ALL THE RIGHT DRUGS

I've been busy momma.

Turning shit into gold.

You can help if you want to,

just don't touch me

don't bother me,

don't talk.


You can see the progress.

From the wounds I inflict.

All your words mean so much to me.

I don't want to hear,

don't care to hear

at all.


When I was drunk,

and on lethal highs

You were the only one fighting for my life.

Empty the capsule,

I'm an asshole in love.

With all the wrong things,

but all the right drugs.




Though in my opinion...The world needs better ones.
Written by jaspersilence
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