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ketamine

so whats the point of running,
when your always running from the same mistakes
we kill time wasting what we could become
drowning are selfs in sorrow as we waste away
this is unstatanible
i tell you this because your my friend
and i miss you everyday
and thoughts flood my head again
of older and better days
I miss shooting pool with you
 talking shit, and starting arguements with you.
remember how we fought, only to forget the next day
remember fighting about stupid shit
 with crooked hidden smiles apon are face
i am really sorry that time i almost sliced your belly open
i still own you a shirt cuz your a bitch and wont sew it together again lol
we had good times, and we had bad times, but you were always there for me
never wasting time always genuinely concerned for me
in  the thoughts and actions you acted daily.
pickin shrooms on damp dewy days
blue ringer blues cloud the haze
pounds of herb just in any old place
kings and queens where ever we went
,just say are names and we never wait
I miss my city where the troll guards are town
with crimson diamond eyes he never frowns

Written by sinisterpenz (Hellbound)
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