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Oh, am I trippin’ on your
Pain
Ingested-through-veins, when you’re
Only
Days
Away from your next fix
Days away from your next
Drip-drip
I
Can’t begin to
Tell you, in how-many-words-and-ways
It nails you
Oh, but you’re
Not trying to hear that
I can’t attest to the
Sheer-facts, while you’re slipping-into-relapse
Ending all your dreams that never began
Please tell me fiend that
I’m your friend as I alight the spoonful of
Dragon-bliss
Emanating-your-every-wish
Making your life an amplified tune that dies out crying into a wretched whisper, barely heard
I can care less, truth be told, because
Crack-cocaine-was-the-seed-planted-in-my-forest-so-long-ago, no-one-pulled-those-weeds-though…
