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Losing His Mind
It was probably the only thing he’d ever love
Next to music and God above
But when those things slipped away
The drug was the only thing that would stay
He often felt alone in the world
Like nothing was there to bring him up or down
Only thing that could bring him up was the high-
And that killed every brain cell
And while playing his guitar
He often trembled and would shake
Until he could no longer strum a chord
Even if he was in the band – they wouldn’t want him anymore
While is brother sat in riches
A beautiful wife and a kid named Meghan
He sat alone somewhere
Doing shit
Losing his mind
Bit by bit
A/N: Do you know how hard it is, listening to The Reason, singing to The Reason, typing up a poem about Charlie and crying…at the SAME TIME?!
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FOUND A REASON FOR MEEE
TO CHANGE WHO I USED TO BEEEEEE
A
REASON TO START OVER NEEEEEEW
AND THE REASON IS YOOOOU