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Are Drugs Good Friends? Alternate Title: Totally Forgot to Post my new Poem

by @PseudoPoet

Totally forgot to post my new poem. February 2, 2012 Friends Do they ache? Do they break? Will they be there when you wake? Can they be fake? Could I make one, or maybe a ton? Wouldn't that be so much fun? Fun, fun. I want some. Who can I get it from? Street bum. Stranger's hum. My feelings going numb. um... Suck my thumb. Like a baby. Please, someone save me. Whine, whine! You are mine. On these drugs, tonight I'll dine. Sublime. But then turn on a dime. Throw up. Wish I'd just grow up. Give up on this drug cup, I mean cocktail. My lungs fail. I look so pale. And this is the end of my sorry drug tale. Are drugs good friends?
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Dec 25, 2013
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