Crack

have I lost my way
had a penny and
a spoon today
rock hard intention
brings me to not mention
my past and drugs
leaves me alone
not sick no hugs
I die here and smoke alone
just a junkie dog and his bone
(smoking crack alone)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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