Distress Halloo

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I tremble at the awareness that nothing is real and it doesn’t matter how I feel. Make a deal with the devil, pay the price, there is no nice. The devil of the bottle, the devil of an addiction, the devil of no restriction. Roll the dice, get an unlucky number, noise drawn out yet so much thunder. Question reality, question fate, question this state. Locked behind my own gates. The road is unclear, my mind is foggy, the boat is rocky. So I sit and wonder all alone what comes next, try and try, yet never give my best. I need help, I need it now, want to loose the permanent clown. -M.Fernández

Copyright © 2015 Marlin Alicea Fernández, Soul to Ink. All Rights

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