Walk with me

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I guess things change.

Every urge to talk to my creator,

ends up with a smoke on my lips.

An  intoxicated mind forcing out a smile.

As my demons get suppressed deeper and deeper.

But the silence never lasts.

At least it’s a victory for a few minutes.

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