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May 2015
You were what i like to call
the original high

You were the one that knew
How to make me reach the endless sky
The one I needed in me
to get by

The high with you as the drug
But you then became the worst  

They said ****** was bad for you
But they clearly never had a dose of you
They had studied ******, coke, and ****
But they had never studied you
And your toxic love
Yeah, the same one that I believed
Was sent from above

You were deadly  
And I was,
I was high on you
And your love
was cutting me like a knife
not knowing I was playing Russian roulette
with my life

Because no one had ever told me
I could feel the high without the drug
Sandra Rodriguez
Written by
Sandra Rodriguez  long beach, ca
(long beach, ca)   
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