For Peter..
June 5th, 2012I bet you feel stuck,
Like every day you have no luck.
You probably want to pop a pill,
So you feel momentarily like your life isn't going all down hill.
Although its not
We both know there's more to life than alcohol, pills, and pot.
We're just like eachother
We see what we lack, then get sad
We run into problems, then get mad
But look on the bright side, I know you can see
I'll always be here for you and you'll always be here for me.
~H.C.
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