You Are An Oxymoron
Always wanting more
Looking for the score
Wanting the reward
They will not be ignored
OxyContin is addictive
That's why it is restricted
Your problem's self inflicted
Get some help, get committed
Everything you owned you pawned
All you do is nod off and yawn
Then pace until the floor is gone
What an Oxy-moron
Copyright © Tanis Troutman | Year Posted 2016
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