The anger i feel
Keeps building up inside of me
The hate i store
Only seems to grow stronger
Keeping these hateful thoughts locked up is just to hard to contain
I am running out of patience
I am running out of coping methods
Whiskey no longer numbs the pain
Mary Jane no longer makes me forget
The fake smiles are fading
I am no longer pretending
I am ready to give in
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Author:
Jaay (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 4th, 2019 15:02
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Comments2
Great work Mary Jane has been by side for 24 years, still it never stopped the tears, but the only thing to settle my rage.
I'm hoping soon I'll have no cage.
Loved your flow, keep up your glow
Much peace and respect
🙌🏾😁💚
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