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August 2010 Something claws at the back of my head,
a constant itch I can't reach,
I wish there were someone or something that could teach me how to mentally and personally breach,
run up the shores of my memories,
fight the demons, goblins and problems,
in my life story there is no next of kin,
nothing but a has been,
just sleep and smoke my life away,
twist it until it snaps,
until it becomes little bits & pieces.
