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murky memories slide in daily about my muddled stint here last time i grasp on fearful but well -prepared wasted in a run -down bar every -night for a month a twisted fling with the main dancer from the twenty -four hour club days on ecstasy with the thai guy and not leaving his bed…

Full of despair a young man cries Feeling the only answer is that he must die   As he looks around, no hope do we give Failing to provide him with a reason to live   We condemn him for the drugs but we fail to realise As we consume our booze we’re just hypocrites…

We’re not credible, are we? We’re stupid we’re crazy. Once you get that diagnosis hospital stay put on that medication well you’re not to be taken seriously. I could cite the research we are more likely to be in danger than a danger to anyone but that doesn’t fit into what you think you know.…

I feel the cold winter’s hand Sliding up my back With my hairs erect. A heightened awareness Calm yet chilling The feeling I’m not alone A creaking door A drip from a leaky gutter A crackling noise outside in my yard Deafening silence The fire place chills down My warm bed just turned to ice…

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