i are e o u

drugs
    to kill off these emotions
  angst built off useless notions

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                  life can be such a chore
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                  please help, its not to late
kill off the sadness
replace it with madness
neither is bending
nor are they bending
     i need the thoughts to end      
            for deliverance i send
oh to burn off the pain
i know that i will be happy again
im just feeling a bit stuck
            and down on my luck
life is in a constant change
waiting for me to rearrange
the pattern of thought
   that lay in my skull
for all that is naught
   will never be dull
 dreaming of a horizon
   yet to be seen
 hoping to wizen
   let go of whats been
go on
live on
float on
remember one thing
  trees