My road to relapse
Is Golden
With tears streaming down the trees
As White lady's
Ride white stallions
Into my brain
You know what?
******** this I feel so lame
Turn around
Shove that white b***h off that horse
You will never effect me
You will never show me love
And those worthless friends
All those that pushed me down that golden road
You are no friend of mine
My past tells all
And you, are nothing
But a figment, in my imagination
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could steer the torrent waves beneath their grounds
and glide across the planets face
like a feather on the breeze
but storms are not meant to be beautiful
and rage not meant to be pure
we are sick and illness
as poetic as it seems
is merciless and cruel
but memory serves to teach us
while regret simply condemns
and knowing isn't learning if the lesson leaves you wounded
but bandages are at the ready
and aid is but a breath away
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I promise you.
If you call into the Darkness.
I will answer you.