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Satan's Hell

A prisoner of addiction, is lost, and alone, screaming for rescue, of a life gone wrong. Many a parent, sit, and cry, pleading for answers, why, tell me why. As sad as it is, drugs find their way, into our lives, where our children play. Given by a friend, who got it from a friend, without our knowing, then the cycle begins. Years pass by, and the addiction grows, then everything changes, about the child we know. Sometimes help, will be given in time, but some will deny it, they choose to be blind. I have been there, I have seen satan's hell, I am a parent, with a story to tell.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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