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#druggies
I think I'm in love with the druggies I love the ones that just don't have the capacity to love me Everytime I'm with him he's on his own high On his own time Smoking seven blunts a day just to get by Poppin' pills, a handful is light Searching for a way to leave this life Inhaling the white, left and right Needing a way to say goodbye I look into his eyes and I see a storm I'm trying to save him But I've set off the alarms He's on the run for more cheap drugs How could he have known the dealer had a gun He says goodbye and gets his wish As he ascends into the clouds, it's the highest he's ever been.
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Sep 17, 2018
Sep 17, 2018 at 7:22 PM UTC
Addiction
Zillions of tweaking bums Sitting here and there some are rambling non stop Others are rolling the glass **** Or WITH a rig in their,arm Sometimes you see a few tweakers Staring at the the pipe begging With crocodile tears these we all know as fiends Drama fills the little shack Stolen electronics array and ***** needles in every trash can.. as well is outside on the ground Sad and pitiful
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Jul 24, 2016
Jul 24, 2016 at 3:08 AM UTC
Trap house