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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The following epic is a metaphorical rendering of one persons’ struggle with drug addiction. It is based on a true story. +++ I saw a fair young maiden Abandoned in her bed- Tearful for the one she loved The one she chose to wed- That in a weakened moment tread- Out to the mountain ledge- Enticed by the knight in black- That brought him to the edge- Come fly with me- The black knight said- To a land of pure euphoria- And let me show you - All the wondrous things- That I can lie before you- No more pain- And no more strife- Just endless days And endless nights Of wine and song and dance- Come my prince- Come fly with me- Why not take a chance- Forget your wife- Come live your life- It’s time for new romance- A tiny pill- Is all it takes- A sniff of fine white powder- Will get you high- So you can fly- Up to the magic tower- So the prince he ate The tiny pills- And sniffed The fine white powder- And soon he was addicted- To the magic of their powers- Away he flew- Up to the moon- Beyond the Milky Way- Where stars came out- And winked at him- And beckoned him to play- Each day he ate The tiny pills- And sniffed The fine white powder- But every day He needed more- As they slowly lost their power- And soon he couldn’t Fly as high- And that Was a scary thing- For there were more And more Feathers- Missing- From his wings- Then one day- While he was high- Reaching For his dreams- He felt the power- Leaving him- And he began to scream- Down and down And down he fell- Crashing To the ground- Lost dreams And broken promises- Lying All around- And like a wounded bird- With broken wings That cease to flutter- The truth rained down Upon his head- As he floundered In the gutter- Oh what a crazy Fool he’d been- Blinded By the knight- Could he ever Win her back- And make the wrongs All right- He cried and cried Into the night- Regrets- Were his companions- Until he heard The sound of hooves- Rumbling- Through the canyon- Continued on - PART 2
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