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[soberhippy]

I'll let it be my guiding light
I'll help myself to be the signs
But looking at myself, I
I see the picture more dead than alive
Why is it that my veins compel me
Looking at my heart spead thin
to master something within envy
and look upon it like a sin
What confuses me
Is all this penance
Forgiving me, forgive myself
Forgive these people, all their glory
they know it not all for themselves
They are a part of shame, not total
We live a piece of hell each day
But peace remains the silent reminder
It gives and gives not taking away
It slaves and works but notices no fatigue
It is no tool but used by the wise
Why don't you sit and drink your soda
Be alive and lose your silly cries