Passed out, Drunk? High maybe? Think outside the box.

The back of my eye lids, I put my life on bid

I left myself open, I have left myself in

Only when I grasp, I can gasp & give in

I left myself open, for a life full of sin

Taken for granted, my life is living proof

I am the one, who can use & be used

Other than the fact, that i am utterly accused

I’ve been living under a rock, my life’s a ticking clock

If I took back time, My eyes would open, I would stop

I would take back what’s mine, whether I’m dead or alive?

I would come back for my life, with my eye lids open wide  

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