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by chloe. Jun 27, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
I have two faces. I have woven a web of addiction, Looking a lot like lace. One side of me Is telling me to do it, I’m free. The other side Is telling me to stop. End my addiction Before I drop. I’ve tried to end the pain, My problems have made be weaker, My mind has become a drain. Go home everyday To more drugs. The drugs do pay, Pay me with my death.