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In Uncategorized on February 13, 2012 at 9:10 pm

Beautiful..

CoreyPonders

A Lonely Addict (Freestyle)


He lived in a small home,
With no social interaction,
He found himself all alone,
In a fragile zone,
With no money,
With no one to love,
Just blood stained rugs,
And class A drugs,
But eventually he used all them drugs,
And had no money to get more,
Them drugs were his only escape,
Now his mind was sore,
Feeling was something he hadn’t felt in a while,
Slowly fading,
His future futile,
With no one to witness his hardship,
His mind became more and more ghastly,
He needed more drugs right away,
Before he became more and more nasty,
But with no money,
More drugs never came,
He was deprived of his narcotics,
Which turned him insane,
He would sit in the corner,
Speaking to himself,
This rundown man,
Had decaying mental health,
His mind didn’t agree with this drug free altercation,
He wanted…

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