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The Unwanted Friend

First day, it came
As if exchanging pleasantries,
I tend to despise
But it offered more
Highish juice
That made it surpassed
My own very state of choice.

Second day, i needed some 
More? some how?
No! i wanted to be alone,
But it came sneaking through
Like a burglar
Making me lost my pure-sober
Even when i attempted to ponder
It pulled me into sweet blonder
To the detriment of my health.

Eventually, it started making me bold,
But in the actual, i was shy,
for when in it, i failed to confront
The noble.
I wasn't just able, not understandable.

Before  i knew it,
It was becoming my master....
No! no!! this blind courtship won't linger
This matter must wither
My dreams must not scatter or
Shatter, so i struggled and became a winner.

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The cry of a drug addict.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 11/11/2010 12:37:00 AM
Addiction takes over so many lives, leading to death. I'm glad you won't be victimized by this unwelcome "friend," Charles. Excellent poem with a social statement that I wish more young people could understand. Love, "Mum"
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Date: 11/10/2010 6:58:00 PM
This poem talks about how an addict would struggle to overcome the downward spiral of his or her addiction. So many get caught in this grasp. I worked in a smoke shop where we sold pipes, hookas, scales, and other drug things. It killed me to watch these young people come into the store and they were high on drugs. I eventually had to quit that job as I did not want to sell any of that stuff anymore. . An excellent write Charly. God Bless Phyl
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Date: 11/10/2010 6:16:00 AM
you describe the downward spiral well....so tragic.
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Date: 11/9/2010 11:40:00 AM
Enjoyed reading your well written poetry today Charles. Thank you for sharing it. Love, Carol
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