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Drugs
Cocaine, Molly, LSD
Mushrooms, H, methamphetamines
Paper, liquid
Powdered forms
Pipes and bongs
The imperfect storm
Opiates, the Oxys
And Percocet
They’re small
But come with big regret
Withdrawals severe
Beyond control
Touched such lows
You’ve lost your soul
Too late now
Can’t turn back time
Waste moments by dwelling
In what’s behind
Call ...
Friday 5th July 2019 8:01 am
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