Control

by Terry   May 24, 2007


My spirit empowers the enrichment of my soul
but my life only sours and gets old
For how happy i am no one will ever know
becuase happiness,joy,faith,and hope keep me going
Learning to cope
But demons annoy, hate and provoke
Making me think I'm needing to smoke

But I'm on the devils level he wants to toy lets joke
becuase my addiction is restricting my thoughts
but now i can identify and I'm predicting my thoughts

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