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My lost weekend

A lost day here
A lost day there
It didn't bother me
I didn't care

The days started adding up
But I still drank from the cup
My lost weekend
Got lost with the passing days

I woke up and didn't know
Where I was or where to go
The man in the mirror
Was someone I didn't know

It was my worst fear
Mind stripped of it's gears
I'd been in a walking coma
The lost weekend had turned to years
Written by Kaden_Malis (Kaden Malis)
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Author's Note
After spending years living with addiction there are blocks of time I can't remember. And it's sad and frustrating...
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