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Call Upon Me
I can feel my fingers slipping away from my soul. With nothing to touch there's left with nothing to feel as well. I'm slipping away from my mind, body and soul as I reach towards the bottle that started the beginning of my life. I feel it's wrong to slip back into old habits but if I didn't then how could I justify the doings of the right actions I call upon. Call upon, just waiting to set me care free.
