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31st december 2011

no wonder i am here
alone but for the beer,
it's soon run dry,
i'll have to try the whisky.
these walls are paper thin,
my roof is caving in,
my thoughts turn to
returning to the city.

i made a note so i don't forget
the happy memories
but drink and drugs have drowned my head -
i'm alone on new year's eve.


i'm exiled out of sight,
my long, forgotten life,
i shout, i scream, i struggle,
i run to nowhere.
i ain't got no more fight,
my pain anaesthetised,
my heart is dripping blood
but i don't care.

i'm on the cusp of the world
and a story to tell,
that don't require
no resolution
and all my dreams of old
are nought but problems solved
and so i drowned my self
in solution.
Written by ofthemountayne (otm)
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