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Dec 2019
I think I understand now
Why the youth are doing drugs
Did not understand before
But now I've caught that awful bug

Yes I'd really rather be
Some different form or kind
Or it is genuinely possible
I want out of my mind

But either way I seem to get it now
The hype lives strong and true
I would rather be on drugs my dear
Than feel so ******* blue
Ponderings of life at the dreary hour of 11:19 pm.
Written by
The Tenet with Art in His Room  15/M
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