wrong:
because i can always go down...
down on many things, maybe.
girls, boys, drugs, toys,
something time consuming and un-special.
un-special: i've always wanted that, but it seems i'm
always letting the small things get to me,
and then they become something more than
what they were to be in the end, just
before i'm ready to let them go.
i'm out of control, and i guess no one can
stop me, because no one ever tries, and
even if they did, they wouldn't succeed,
because that would be completely, ridiculously insane.
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