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I die
Friday night cocktail.....Vicoden, Valium and Beer.
I hide my pain in the pills the doctor prescribes.
I know I'm dying, but I can't handle the pain.
So I inebriate myself into unconscious denial.
I want to feel, I don't want to cry.
Lord lift my pain and let me die.
KWB ©(2012)
I hide my pain in the pills the doctor prescribes.
I know I'm dying, but I can't handle the pain.
So I inebriate myself into unconscious denial.
I want to feel, I don't want to cry.
Lord lift my pain and let me die.
KWB ©(2012)
Published 27th Oct 2012
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