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high..where are you?

my veins feel so tired
from cycling the hate
thats been pumping
inside my body
every single day

and when you left me all alone
in my head it was a tomb
for my demons to create
a never ending evil play

acted out by yours truly
infect my mind
you should of killed me ,

right now nobody
will answer there phone
i just want to get high
but not alone .

i carry both relms  
of lite and dark
i wish someone
who lived around
would come on thru
swiftly , and hopefully
with dank greenary

i need a break
from dark and cystal
the sacred herb
she is my savoir .
Written by hellbound (Hellbound-Clandestine)
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