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Druggy Dream

OD to dose after dose white powder all over clothes a druggy dream dying in your sleep but you cant scream so many drugs that pollute the scene have to keep coming for the everyday fiend the drug game is mean to be seen or unseen if you are seen better have your sun screen it's going to get hot more hot than a building collapsing on fire ready or not more hot than a blown up spot like a teen with a straw in his nose and a shot gun in his mouth ready and cocked my brain is overstocked like our grocery stores are overstocked "were hungry" I have a bloody thought of a shot up Tupac that would not talk just moan "west coast" turn off the power to my cell phone my eyes change color people call me two tone am I really blown why because I am gone. -TA

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