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| my recovery poem
ah im guna right this from the heart right now here goes... I am Sitting here just one month in slowly but surely crawling out the bin, jeez, why i did not see this before i'm glad i realised before i hit the floor. Life is too sweet to through it away the reason i started has gone away, the buzz is no good now, just a habit i no longer feel as if i need to have it. Freinds, family, Boyfreind, house, music i have it all and im not guna loose it, my brains are back and i can be creative mixing, drawing, and everything else related. Yea run outside feel the wind on your face the best thing to do is just go out and embrace, you only live once or so they say i've even rembered now how to pray. So thank you god, thanks for your hand It is guiding me to the promise land, im sorry i lost you but now im back damn im sure as hell on the right track. xxx |
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