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I Never (Poem)

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I never used to like the color red,

Until it was dripping from my arm. 

I never used to like the taste of alcohol,

Until that taste helped me to forget.

I never used to like the effects of drugs,

Until those effects kept me away from a harsh reality. 

I never used to be this sad,

Until you guys split up, she died, and he left. 

I never used to be this angry,

Until being angry seemed less painful than being sad. 

I never wanted to die,

Until dying was all I wanted. 

 

Now, red’s my favorite color,

Tequila is my only comfort,

And drugs are my perfect escape.

Now, sadness has consumed me,

Anger has overcome me,

And dying has become my salvation. 

I never used to be like this,

Now, I can’t imagine being any different. 


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