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Are a rich mans drug

and a poor mans problem

something to deal with if you

choose to stop them.....from

pretending

im not

but sure to adopt

the answer that contains

the truth

shall not.



Remain

the same-

thing to me



Suddenly

im searching time

back to some other place

to find

out that its made

by man.

Kind of him to care

distroy our lives

and tear

us apart.

Inside and out

first it was all me

and know its all about

you.

Never once a doubt

as you choose to live

with out.....me and

with this new

life you cant do

because it brings

you down.

because it brings

you down.



You remind me

of this line.

That always said

what goes up

you'll find

the brighter the days

that never end

but fade.....away



Forget whats up

with these new.

Friends we've made

letting go of one

for the other.

That shall intrude

and smoother...

you down

all the way down.



If help is on the way

lets do another.

This time will lay

you down

to rest

up under

whatever it is

you are looking for.

Perhaps death

has taken

you down.

So far down

tho he is remembered

through the unheard noise

that whispers a sound

that coils

your name

Not hidding the tears

that cover the shame

but provide the blame



thats all on you.



Someday you will remember.

sometime you will find

if you feel your under

you will know you are down.