

ConquersIt all goes wrong Doesn't it. At least it feels like it. When I start to feel good. I break down again. My memory's foregoing, taking over how I feel. The past always comes back, To haunt. The good, the bad, the ugly, Isn't that the famous saying. I just wish for once, The good would stand up, To fight out the bad. Don't you. You always say it will pass, And I always laugh in your face. Then I lose it. The emotional always conquers. The cravings can't stop, The way I'm feeling. Sometimes just wish I was different. &nbsConquers
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