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Effects of drug abuse.
A sense of vanity
whats causing this insanity
the worlds burning
ashes are falling
nightmares are calling
when smoke blackens the sky
and you can’t stop getting high
and no matter what they try
theres nothing they can do
to stop this addiction
the more pills the more fun
the more you pass out
the more you fade away
the better it feels
the worse it gets
when you think you know
but you don’t you don’t
its killing you, its killing you,
and its killing me
sitting in a jail
and you're looking pale
vomit in your hair
and you're too high too even care
when all seems lost
and your hopes
are more faded than you
the worlds burning
ashes are falling
nightmares are calling
when smoke blackens the sky
and you can’t stop getting high
and no matter what they try
theres nothing they can do
to stop this addiction
the more pills the more fun
the more you pass out
the more you fade away
the better it feels
the worse it gets
when you think you know
but you don’t you don’t
its killing you, its killing you,
and its killing me
sitting in a jail
and you're looking pale
vomit in your hair
and you're too high too even care
when all seems lost
and your hopes
are more faded than you
A poem by PhoenixAlpha
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