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100 Days

100 Days

It’s been 100 days
Feel I’m slipping out of the haze
Eyes no longer carry the red glaze
Like I’ve been born on Mars

It’s  been 100 days
I’m starting to mend my ways
I no longer gaze
At the black part of my soul

It’s been 100 days
I’m feeling firmer in my veins
I’m no longer ashamed
To be living in my skin

It’s been 100 days
No longer feel out of place
Think I can break out of the chains
To walk among the living

But it’s only been 100 days
Takes a lot more to replace
I gotta keep the pace
To repair all the hurt I’ve caused
Written by oldmanG
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Author's Note
Well I just passed 100 days of being sober. I’m feeling better every day. But it’s only been 100 days. So I have to carry on day by day. Never thought I could do 100 so I hope this helps anyone who is struggling with any kind of addiction.
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