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This poem was written by a young girl who was in jail for drug charges, and was addicted to meth. She wrote this while in jail. As you will soon read, she fully grasped the horrors of the drug, as she tells in this simple, yet Profound poem. She was released from jail, but, true to her story, the drug owned her. They found her dead not long after, with the needle still in her arm. This thing is worse than any of us realize... I destroy homes,
I tear families apart, I'm more costly
than diamonds, more precious than gold, If you need me,
remember I'm easily found, I live with the
rich, I live with the poor, I'm made in a
lab, but not like you think, In your child's
closet, and even in the woods, I have many names,
but there's one you know best, My power is awesome,
try me you'll see, Just try me once
and I might let you go, When I possess
you, you'll steal and you'll lie, The crimes you'll
commit for my narcotic charms You'll lie to
your mother, you'll steal from your dad, But you'll forget
your morals and how you were raised, I take kids from
parents, and parents from kids, I'll take everything
from you, your looks and your pride, You'll give up
everything - your family, your home, I'll take and
take, till you have nothing more to give, If you try me
be warned - this is no game, I'll ravish your
body, I'll control your mind, The nightmares
I'll give you while lying in bed, The sweats, the
shakes, the visions you'll see, But then it's
too late, and you'll know in your heart, You'll regret
that you tried me, they always do, You knew this
would happen, many times you were told, You could have
said no, and just walked away, I'll be your
master, you will be my slave, Now that you
have met me, what will you do? I can bring you
more misery than words can tell, |
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