"Wish I knew how to fight the villians in my life, cause I swear this shit gets heckit with every breath. Either their in my pockets, or got those red dots on me, ready to bust if my movements aren't with the normal. Oh God, how I wish that I could tell you how it got me so close to falling in. Depending on you to guide me, but the blood and bones divides the nurtiment I need to cope. Weed smoke calms my stress, over the countless bouts my heart and mind imagine. Just wish I knew how to fight these villians cause it's hard trying to keep a stable mind."
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