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(Lesson) Falling

Kneeling before my bed I cry
Sick of it all, sick of this lie
I look at the white pills in my hand
Hold them away as I try to stand 
I begin to feel dizzy, taken some already
I fall back down, unable to keep steady
As my eyeslids begin to fall
I hear my mother's frightened call

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  • rose petal desires
    December 16, 2007
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    i enjoyed your story here sometimes shorter is better
    if you know what i mean