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I drink to give you less meaning,

and smoke to give my mind some cleaning,

not too demeaning to wake from my dreams,

where things aren't what they always seem,

react to all screams, help when i can,

a lonely broken man part of no ones plan,

dear fan, since you'v been gone you've no idea what i've been through,

sincerely, the man who truly still loves you,

when you write me it lightens up my mood,

and i realize i am soon to be screwed,

since you've been viewed as the light then the dark,

all i can hope is my writing always stays the spark,

i'm sure that the pain will soon go away,

but it doesn't make the pain any easier today,

i'll admit it's been decreased since we had our talk,

now instead of crawling my heart decides to walk.