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Ironic.
The one thing I can not live without
will surely be the thing that kills me.
Ironic.
The people I love the most
Are the people that suffer from my addiction.
Ironic.
I use to be a self respecting person
and now I sell tricks for a fix.
Ironic.
The people that only want to help me
are the people I curse through my teeth.
Ironic.
I use to be such a strong willed person
and now I am reduced to nothing.
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"Dad" An Addict's Life
Our poor dad, he looks so frail
It really is such a shame.
His mind is now gone,
He doesn't even know
Stupid high
where did you go?
you used to be spectacular.
what happened to the parties and all of the glamour?
my pockets full
by T. Matzke
This is my poem to you, little brother
The first poem; the last poem.
The poem that says I don't want to cry for you.
You, with
There's No Turning Back
There was no turning back, I closed my eyes and let it take me
The memories of when I was me faded
Now you'll want, but you won't need.
Now the fight begins.
The dark inside wants to reclaim you.
Now we'll see who wins.
Draw
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