Drugs

by Lance   Feb 12, 2008


The drug will make you his own slave
he is what you beg, he is what you crave
if you're hooked then you are dead
you're addiction is in you're head
don't take the toke, just put it down
or death will come and smite you're crown
he'll steel your throne inside you're soul
leave you empty inside his hole
give it up and pray for love
free yourself and soar above

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  • 16 years ago

    by bill

    Wow!!5/5

  • 16 years ago

    by Maddyxxx

    Very very good. :) 5/5 loved it,and keep up the good work.

  • 16 years ago

    by Alexa Eudis

    Wow, nice. very insightful

  • 16 years ago

    by she

    Youre an amazing poet, great poem

  • 16 years ago

    by Megan Murderscene

    Beautiful.
    discribes an old bf of mine well the way i felt about him

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