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The last hour

PandorasBoxers

Bluelighter
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Feb 23, 2001
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"The last hour"
I remember the days when i was young
All those carefree years
It seems so far away now
Like a piece of me gone away
I wish i could be back there right now
The pain of my life doesn't seem to fit with those memories
How can it be that i am where i am now?
Boozing, shooting up, popping pills
Innocence lost, and what gained?
Getting high just to feel normal, to try and escape from my life.
With just the right combination of x, acid, and coke, the world seems alright again
But I gave that up, only today
It was forced, lack of money and the money i owe already were enough to get me cut off
Once you're on the shitlist it's hard to find a supplier
I got a call from the electric company a few hours ago
Apparently i haven't paid in awhile, and they are coming to shut off my power.
No drugs, and no lights. Hell i can't even use the toilet, i have an electric water pump.
It was never like this when i was young
my mother knew, that's why she sent me away
she knew i would never make anything of myself
that i would end up wasting space, air, food, energy, time, all things that someone else could use to help
she always said i would never be anything
it's sad she was so right
i'm not even nothing. Soon i will be just another statistic, a number on the paper.
I never talked much to the people on this boards, and i regret that now. Some of you seem like a good bunch of people. I spent more time lurking and fearing what you would say if i opened myself to you. Once again fear rules my life.
I have to go now. Farewell.
 
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