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Created on: August 01, 2008
On March 18,2000 I buried a bitter sweet friend, her name was Cocaine.
I met her back in 1990. We were friends in the beginning her and I.
It was love at first light, I was overcome by her beauty her taste was
intoxicating, her smell ever so sweet in the sweaty air that surrounded
us.
I loved her, I did everything for her. My lover Cocaine, she never
brought me down. She always lifted me to new heights. I could hear bells of enchantment
ringing in my ears,and she was like a roller coaster ride coming down.
She invaded my dreams, I`d wake up in a puddle of sweat reaching out to
her.
But she, the love of my life was elusive and adulterous, here one
minute and gone the next. Things began to fall apart for her and I. Oh
Cocaine, you have disappointed me many a night. You were my forbidden fruit
in this Garden Of Eden. I lavished you with gifts and gave you
everything I ever thought I had. Bitch All you did was steal my dreams. You tricked
me into believing people were after me. I almost overdosed a few times
as you stood by to watch me die, you have shown no remorse for me.
Although you couldn't`t walk, talk, breathe, or even move you would whisper
my name, girl you were smooth.
I loved you Cocaine, but you tried to ruin me, I could not escape your
grip long enough to see what you were doing to me. Then one day I began
to despise you, I did not recognize myself, there was only one thing
left to do. I took my integrity back off the shelf, to analyze what I
had done to myself. I realized we were not good for each other. All those
years I was so out of line, neglecting my family, you wasted my time.
Cocaine you left me penniless, you were cheating on me giving my money
to those on the grind. I finally did what I had to do...I divorced
you. You were dead to me, I buried all my memories of you. It was
difficult at first, you would call and ask to spend some time, whispering
seductively in my ear, you almost had me fooled.
I turned my back to you, I couldn't be true to myself while remaining
faithful to you. I promised myself we were threw.
I think about you every now and then, less and less with time. How you
lied to me, you were so cunning and baffling...damn I was so blind. I
thought I loved you cocaine, only now when I think of you, I realize I
hate you. My heart will always be weak for you. So I throw a little more
dirt on your casket with every thought of you, because I have to keep
on burying you.
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