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Jan 2018
when you're shooting ******
don't make any long term plans
if that includes for you to live
poking holes where nothing's left
when you're shooting herion
as your veins have all but collapsed
the window's closed on all your bets
life is a big whooping mess
when you're shooting ******
one day it will do you in
takes more than it ever gives
life is measured out in death
when you're shooting herion
living in a beggars den
where no one you know is your friend
living a life that is unkept
when you're shooting herion
voices ringing in your head
whispers what the devil says
hell in every feeble step
when you're shooting herion
can't see to climb out from the depth
the one thing you won't accept
is the one who want's to help
when you're shooting herion
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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