MY OPEN LETTER
MY OPEN LETTER
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Dear God
I swear by your name
I am done
I quit
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Forgive me for wanting to quit this way oh God
Forgive me for backing down like this
But the gospel truth is
This ain’t worth my time
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I am tired of this life
Where I wake up
Very early in the morning
To a lie of the life of
Weed marijuana cannabis and heroin addiction
I quit that life
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I am done living
The life of the lifeless
I am done having addiction
Sap the greater part of my productivity and my joy
I am done having addiction mess with the essence of my being
I am done with my affair with all these drugs
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I sure know this
The road to recovery
Would be no easy road
There would be times that I know
I would wish for just a pull or a drag or possibly more
That there would be moments when it would seem like
My life would be a mess without these drugs
But the truth is my life is a mess thanks to these addictions
And that with God on my side
I would live to tell the success story
Of how I overcame you
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This is my open letter to you drugs
Telling you that I want nothing with you anymore
And I would conquer you
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Written by: Pen_Heir
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