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Addict With A Pen

Hello we haven't talked in quite some time I know I haven't found the best of sons,hello,I've been traveling the deserts of my mind and I haven't found a drop of life I haven't found a drop of you,I haven't found a drop I haven't found a drop of water
Water i try despretly to run thougjt the sand as I hold the water in the Palm of my hand cause it's all that I have and it's all that I need and the waves of the water mean nothing to me But I try my best in All that I can to hold tightly into what's left in my hand but now matter,how right I will strian the sand will slow me down and the water will drain
I'm just being dramatic,in fact,I'm only add it again as an addict with a pen,who's addicted to the wind as it blows me back and forth,mindless,spineless,and pretend
of course ill be here again,see you tomorrow,but its the end of the day
end of my ways as a walking denial my trail was field as a crazy suicidal head case,but you specialize in dying,you hear me screaming "father" and I'm laying here just crying,so wash me with your water
water 
hello I haven't Talked in quite sometime I know i haven't found the best of sons,hello,I've been travelling in the deserts of my mind and I,I haven't found a drop of life I haven't found a drop of you
I haven't found a drop x2
of water