January 14, 2010
Peering through a window,

Though a looking glass,

Woundering when this crazy phase will pass.

Thinking should I do it,

I'd only take one hit,

I'd only do it once,

One and that'd be it.

So I did it once,

I felt my veins burn,

Wasted myself for none,

Theres a lesson to be learned.

I was just rebelling,

Because no one heard my crys,

That night I never awoke,

That night is when I died.

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