High

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Breathe it in,
Breathe it out
Something you can't live without

Pay anything to feel the high,
Do anything to just get by

Broken teeth behind that smile,
Keep telling yourself it's only for a while

Take those hits,
One by one
Never knowing when you'll be done

Slowly fading, blowing away
"It'll get better" they all say

Little do they know you're coming closer,
To that point your skin gets colder

Now it's just a waiting game,
'Til you're nothing but a name.
Body laying in the ground,
Family all gathered 'round

Never noticed all the signs,
Forced to now say goodbye



























(photo shot by me)

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