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by dokurtybitz

When it’s been but a day
The water is green
The glass spotted and dirty
Your stash, almost empty,
Again,
When you’re having bad days
Smoking to compensate
So you bounce off the walls
Instead of slitting your wrists,
Just to make it through one more
Day.

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