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Meth, my cruel mistress, you had me in your grasp 
With every hit, I felt a rush, my reality began to lapse 
You promised me euphoria, but all you brought was pain 
You took my life, my family, my friends, my everything, in vain 

I was a slave to your power, couldn't break free from your hold 
My body and mind, you consumed, my spirit you had sold 
I lost myself in your grip, my soul began to decay 
But I refused to give up, I knew I had to find a way 

With every failed attempt, I fell deeper into the abyss 
But I refused to let you win, I knew I had to persist 
I reached out for help, and slowly I began to see 
That I was stronger than your grip, and I could break free 

The withdrawals were brutal, my body ached and screamed 
But I knew it was just a small price to pay, to fulfill my dreams 
I fought through the cravings, the temptations, the pain 
And with each passing day, I began to regain 

The person I once was, before you took over my life 
I found joy in simple things, like the sunrise and the night 
I reconnected with my loved ones, who never gave up on me 
And I knew I was on the right path, finally, I was free 

Meth, you may have had me once, but I am no longer your slave 
I have beaten your grasp, I have broken free from your cave 
I am stronger, wiser, and I will never look back 
For I have overcome you, and I will never again fall off track 

To those still in your grip, I offer you my hand 
I know the struggle, I understand 
But know that you are not alone, and you too can break free 
Just believe in yourself, and the person you can be 

Meth, you may have thought you had me, but I have won 
I am a survivor, and my journey has just begun 
I will not let you defeat me, for I am stronger than you 
And I will continue to fight, until my life is through.
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