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Start it off with a tiny bit,
But not too much so you can quit.
Still in control with nothing but wonders,
While it watches you fall into a slumber.

Strapped up around your arm,
Feeling no pain, feeling no harm.
Safely sound as you may feel,
But trust me—this is not the deal.

Tension unrolls as your eyes go back,
Heaven appears just like a track.
Zoning hard with spinning eyes,
Feeling numb and tearless cries.

Jolly and joy are starting to turn,
I never would have thought I’d feel this yearn.
Truth be told, this was a mistake—
And I’m sorry to say, this isn’t fake.

Before I died, I wept, I cried,
Thinking of all the ways to stay alive.
Saying to myself, What did I do, and why
Couldn’t I see that this gift from hell has blinded me?

Feeling nothing but sorrow to those who cared,
The pain I caused, the weight they bear,
Having that said, it doesn’t compare.

Wishing I could take it back,
I say with one last breath:
Please don’t let this
Be the cause of your death.

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