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Will this be it...

time slips..
into a unforgiving bliss.
her voice lingers.
like echoes...
wanting, to be forgotten
as time slips
minds broken
words never healed
fate sealed
as you trip
take a step back
look, how..
this is what it is
the drugs made you
now your a addict  
begin for that cash
just to use, get that selfish high
as you trip and wake deaths door
is this the last knock
or will he throw me back into my hell
it was heaven
i made it what it is
i had to be selfish
pay that awful price
times treat me wrong
bring me down
this is it i hope..
my last trip
so as i'm knocking on deaths door is this it
will he finally take me
is this what you want
to end up like he did
your father Ur mother Ur brother
look where they are know
20 years old an no family
is this what you want
is that why you tried so hard
just to knock on deaths door, again will this be it
has it finally
lights past, then shock
blur
i hear the sirens
must of been fate
once again
Written by lost92
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