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Never came up with the title for this one, after a little thought I left it with the one that it's got.

By Paul whiddon Published 2 years ago Updated 2 years ago 1 min read
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Slipped back on all of the pain I felt.

I get so bad I can’t deal with myself.

Runaway soul I fear I can’t be helped.

Just playing to win with hand I’m delt.

Pour another drink from the bottom shelf.

I get so bad I can’t deal with myself.

Crumble some flowers and pack a bowl.

With a strike of my match, I let my mind roam.

Grab another cold one and go sit on my thrown.

Where am I going, I can never tell?

I get so bad I can’t deal with myself.

Drifting away like a feather in the wind.

Building up walls so no one gets in.

Lived most of my life for pleasure of self.

Slipped back on all of the pain I’ve delt.

I get so bad I can’t deal with myself.

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Paul whiddon

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Nice work

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  • Mike Singleton - Mikeydred2 years ago

    Intense words well written

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