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The fog
She wakes up
And she wants to die
As she gets ready for the day it just gets worse
So she pulls out her bowl
And smokes the pain away
She is happy
Laughing being normal
But the drugs exit her system
So she pops some pills
To try to get rid of the pain
As the fog rolls in and the pain escapes
Leaving her in a little bliss
A bliss that one day will kill her
She can't live her life without the fog
Because it is the fog that helps her forget the pain
That helps her not want to kill herself
When the fog rolls in the pain fades away
But it isn't permanent
Eventually the fog rolls away and the pain comes in
Taking over
Without the fog life is meaningless to her
And she wants to die
As she gets ready for the day it just gets worse
So she pulls out her bowl
And smokes the pain away
She is happy
Laughing being normal
But the drugs exit her system
So she pops some pills
To try to get rid of the pain
As the fog rolls in and the pain escapes
Leaving her in a little bliss
A bliss that one day will kill her
She can't live her life without the fog
Because it is the fog that helps her forget the pain
That helps her not want to kill herself
When the fog rolls in the pain fades away
But it isn't permanent
Eventually the fog rolls away and the pain comes in
Taking over
Without the fog life is meaningless to her
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