Apr 11 2013
:Inane Being:
I conceal my past
in the shadows,
to this day.
An insobriety; an unholy,
tainted past me.
Keeping the furtive hands
of which you’ve played,
the faintest of memories.
Head’s a mess,
Recovery’s unthinkable, trapped by this
Deadly Disease,
By the imputations you’ve used
To Shatter my Dreams.
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