TH (5-24-83 / MO)


dont remeber
try to
but memory is not quite clear

lost time
in my hour of fun

awake with new marks
traped in the dark
of what i said and did

noone tells the truth
of how it happened
have to figure this out
on my own

tired eyes
draging body
empty thoughts
terrible thirst

light is not my friend
but this is how it always ends

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