TOWER

I fell and hit my head upon-greed-
could I be willing to cast off my love
establishing a pure taste to only these..

that warmth burning high from that early morning prick
makes my soul not hurt/pushing away the sick.

Need not lie or lead you from the truth,
I really love to inject that magical juice.

These things I say would drive innocent people amuck-
What can I say, I just gave everything up.

Please Lord, help me in my fight
I need you today and everlasting night.

TOWER RISE,then Tower eyes
This balad is about my demon demise


"To all who know what this is all about
I pray for you, and hope you'll take it one day at a time."
Your friend in recovery,
 
SPAZSLIE

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