Drugs
Smoke it quick and feel the burn,
Swig it back when will you learn.
That little pill that cuts the pain,
The powdered candy that aids maintain.
The sweet inhalents that intoxicate your soul,
The harsh lines that fill in the hole.
The painful needles with angelic effects,
The firy acids your body rejects.
Take a look in the mirror, is it the reflexion you fear?
What the hell have you become?
Is it all the better when your numb?
I remember when you had a chance.
You took the pills to souly enhance,
Those realistic views you had to lose.
Empty baggies,
Vancant eyes,
another friend,
fucks up and dies.
by Mell Belanger
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