The fight is everyday,
every night
it starts at first light
it has been my plight
What do I struggle against?
ask me later
I feel fenced
I stare and stare till I hate her
that knife
that was for so long my life
you know I'm an addict
fighting everyday not to have at it
excuse me?
Do you hear?
try not to re-
return to the life
that cut me life a knife
that strange feeling
I fight it everyday
in everyway
but its there
always
always there
like a bad bear
caught in my hair
I'm in its snare
fight it
I fight it
its a struggle
but with it I shall juggle
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me, and my life
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