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I Can't
If I could make you love me again; I would but I can't. Too many words said in anger still float in the air. I could forget them; I would but I can't. The more you worship your drugs the less I love you and the more you love your drugs. I could forgive you. I would but I can't. The hateful things you say and forget; I could say things back to you I would but I can't. It takes too much energy out of me. I don't want to go on anymore living a lie; I could but I can't. Your children are grown. They despise what you've become they want to forgive you; they would but they can't. They say I'm just talking to a drug. I wish I could believe that I could but I can't. The drugs are going to kill you we've all told. Buy some insurance but if I do I'll be admitting you are going to die from them and I can't. Your friends have departed, they still love you but they can't. Love that drug as long as you can because everything else in your life will be gone then you'll say I could've but I didn't.
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