Long Drug user Poems

BEING AN INFORMANT UNDERCOVER DOPE FIEND HAD A FEW PERKS ESPECIALLY FOR MY ABUSIVE EX HUSBAND HE DID ODD JOBS FOR CIRO AND HIS PARTNER LARRY MOVING VIDEO MACHINES FENCING WEAPONS CIRO HAD STORED IN...

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I hear a lot of shrill people these days
saying that we should defund the police,
as if these people just disappearing
would somehow make all of our troubles cease.

I could point out things would be a sheer...

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Yes, indeed,
I'm not quite up to speed,
These days, anyway...
Let me tell you, if I may...
The 20 odd meds I must take,
Each and every day...
Hope you got the space in your hard drive,
To see what it...

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GIVE ME SOME TRUTH
John, was born October 9, 1940, in Liverpool
He met Paul McCartney in 1957 
John and Paul formed a close working relationship ... COME TOGETHER
Young and fearless guys with music as the common...

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II.
She didn’t wake up until the next day,
at first she didn’t quite knew where she was,
through bleary she saw her husband there,
he said,”I wasn’t sure you’d make it, my love.
I didn’t know if my prayers...

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4/26/21



No
Don't blow up my phone
With nonsense
Such hateful comments
So quick to take things out of context

On a nightly basis, I smoke and drink until I am unconscious
While close and far from flying objects
In a world full...

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I got many rivals
I’m always hiding in shadows
Searching for scripture to read
And meditate from my bible

I have a diagnosis 
Your thinking a poor prognosis
But that is ok I know the one
Who can fix my psychosis

I...

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You know somethingJesus, You really have a sense of humor.  Hear I am living 
in The Salvation Army  Harbor Light Recovery Center.  I have no beginning and no 
family, ex-drug user and...

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Our parent brought us all up good
Morals were taught and understood 
Received right thought, a modest mood
When flawed fate court the neighbourhood
And then we heard the rattle
Where conscience was cruelly eaten
Through crack cocaine its smell...

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(This is a fictional poem)
When I was a child, I ordered action figures through the mail.
They sent them in cellophane bags and I always caught hell.
I removed the action figures and threw away the bags.
Instead...

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He sure had held her in such high esteem
Which was long way to fall so it did seem
Not only that she now was love of his life
Always trying to take her for his wife.

Looks like...

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Let's be real. Blues are the new crack and no one denies it, 
they reach basers with no sign of government confinement. 
This color kills slowly with one after the other, the big wigs count...

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My son is a thief and a drug user.
I'm not lying when I say he's a loser.
It's too much for my wife and I to bear.
He's addicted to Meth and he's on welfare.
When my wife...

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Why do we all fight?
Is it to show that we are right? 
Or is it to be on the spotlight.

Why is their racism?
Some people hate the color of one another skin.
That is a really bad...

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These are the words that go unheard. The voice of a little girl crying for help 
because her mother is a drug user and her boyfriends all beat her. The screams 
of a teenager whose...

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This intelligent artist had internal incongruity
Brilliant genius prancing around in his head
Was he having a psychotic break?
I followed him to outer limits well fed.

Unlimited by one language,
He could read and speak at least three
I followed...

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Just one month ago, you were walking around.
But now you're dead and buried in the ground.
So much can change in just the blink of an eye.
You went too soon, forty-eight was too young to die.
Forty...

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