The Curse of an Addict, by lost the lonely dead |
Chasing a battle turned war Toiling in the soil of soul Pretending to be perfectly fine Aching deep within the void Disillusionment a daily practice Waking to face yet another failure Finding faith lost and gone And never finding peace I hate my other self I need help, Jesus I do Forgive me |
Posted: 2007-09-17 05:15:36 UTC |
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