Secret Source


I have way too much going on.
I am a fighter for the wrong.
Suck it in.
Swallow it.
Forget the shit.
I have far too much damage,
I cannot manage
the swing of things.
You say I'm breathing but a little too heavy
from all the pills and candy you fed me.

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