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Feb 2010
I'm done with sin, I've payed my price.
My thoughts are clear, yet no longer suffice.
I've stolen your words, not once did I think twice.
If you could only get them back, boy wouldn't that be nice?
Sorry son, now drugs are your only vice.
Maybe next time you'll learn, for now roll the dice.
I may have mislead you, my information was not concise.
Few times before, have you taken my advice.
In anticipation, you've payed the lower price.
Never have you learned, my heart not but an mechanical device.
© Roxanne Pepin 2010
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