Narcotic

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Self-Harm

Demerol, vicodin, alcohol,

they all numb the pain.



Lose myself in dark thoughts,

still they don't replace,

what I feel when I see your face.



So cold, trazadone's to sleep,

yet your smile is on my mind.



I wish you'd go away,

fade into yesterday.



Too much to feel,

need more narcotics,

make none of it real.

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