The Troubles in my Life

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Day in day out

my troubles comes

my troubles go

just like the wind blows

i seem to manufacture

my own misery

alcohol and drugs has

beaten my body down

my body can’t seem

to recover overnight

yet i won’t ever give

it a break

my problems won’t

seem to vanish in

a twinkling of an eye

it is remarkable how

my twisted thinking is

i wake up and pop a top

and jump on the train again

will i ever win?

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