Crystal Meth

by Marsha Robertson   Jun 17, 2006


There was this girl who smoked weed and swallowed Crystal Meth.
But she never knew that it might one day be the cause of her death.
One night She awoke in a cold sweat.
But that was the least of everyone's fret.
The police officers kept the crowd at bay.
She's lying in the hospital bed hoping to be alive the next day.
At 7:00 that morning god came and took her soul away.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Kayd

    Very true!

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