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Written Truth
My pain, a beautiful tragedy, it’s my noose.
I can’t break loose, instead I use it as my muse. It’s my devastating truth, the path I choose. Pain from my youth, drugs and booze, years of abuse, all that I lose, every cut and bruise, written words for strangers to leave a review, are you amused?
I can’t break loose, instead I use it as my muse. It’s my devastating truth, the path I choose. Pain from my youth, drugs and booze, years of abuse, all that I lose, every cut and bruise, written words for strangers to leave a review, are you amused?
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