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She is dangerous, She is brave. Stay with her, and you might end up in the grave. I tried to save you, I knew she'd betray you. You loved her so much, there was no love of yours left for me. You left me in a place, I didn't want to be in. What does she have, that you don't see in me? With her you feel fulfilled? And what about me? It ate me alive, that you've left me for her. In fear of loneliness, I reached out and found her. Now I'll find out what she has, that I don't. All it took to see, was just one single taste, and she hasn't failed to have me amazed. Fulfilled with sensations, roaming through my body, I became addicted, to what I had in front of me. She is dangerous, She is brave. The name she carries is cocaine.

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