The Addict
Jesse Burns is warm and fed
Lies upon his mission bed
Hears the suffering, feels the pain
Men who can't turn back again
Slumbers deep amid the snores
Begger men and callous whores
Jesse dreads the morning light
Longs to crawl back into night
Forgot the fact he thrives on dope
Prays to God the will to cope
In single file the souls retreat
To Brave the cold out in the street
Another day on old Skidrow
Begging for a fix
Life goes on in Gastown
Where Jesse gets his fix
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