It Hurts
Author: Mere


I took too much Tylenol again,
More f***ed up than I've ever been,
I really do think I'm starting to fall,
For once in my life, I'm not wanting it all.

More dead than alive, more awake than asleep,
It's more than enough for me to ever keep,
I'm not gonna eat, I'll just take some more,
As if I'm stupid, I have no lore.


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joyce ivy ( -- Friday, December 17 2004, 02:49 pm

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life will get better...lots of pain here Mere...keep writing...
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