High life
Once you helped me escape
After so long it became mind rape
My self abuse I could not hide
Instead I smoked away this lifes grind
A toll you took on my clarity
A friend in times of being lonely
A way to under care about lifes real depth
here I am stuck in the minds crap
Clearing the cobwebs now
Freeing the sorrow in another how
I know this will open me
Ill just keep going and growing this tree
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