Recovery

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I said goodbye to Mary Jane,

Gave molly up and left her dry.

Tangled with the monster

And still came out the other side.

I played peekaboo with the Beetles,

Sang to the ice in my lungs

Helped myself trace another line

And managed to climb the ladders rungs.

I chased around the rainbow,

With empty cabinets and open doors

I found myself half asleep,

Unable to feel, lying on the floor.

So I left those girls, ever so seductive

And found myself something true.

I found the light in your eyes, the thrill of your smile

And always, I found the love in you.

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