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(...the therapeutic value of one addict helping another is
with out parallel) Take me to the place you go to When you’re all alone That place where tears fall down like rain That place where grief is sown I see in your eyes that you’ve been to That place I, too, have known That place where fearing fails to fade And sadness is the throne
A song, a scent, a secret smile Is sometimes all it takes To bring us each back to that place Of poorly-healed heartbreaks That place that won’t let us forget The price of our mistakes Where lonely pictures cling to walls Of long-remembered aches
Take me with you as you mourn for tomorrows now betrayed Help me! As I cannot alone Destroy the barricade The audience must be released Before the final act is played So take me with you to the place you hate I’m not afraid
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