My name is Meth I destroy homes, I tear families apart, I’ll take your children, and that’s just the start. I am more costly than diamonds, more precious than gold. The sorrow I bring is a sight to behold! If you need, remember that I am easily found. I live all around you. . . . in your schools and in your towns. I live with the rich. I live with the poor. I live down the street and maybe next door. I am made in a lab, but not like you think, I can be made right under your kitchen sink. I have many names, but there’s one you know best, I am sure you have heard of me, my name’s Crystal Meth. My power is awesome; Try me you’ll see; But if you do you may never break free. Just try me once And I might let you go; But try me twice, and I’ll own your soul. When I possess you, you will steal and you will lie You do what you have to . . . just to get high. The crimes you will commit for my narcotic charms Will be worth the pleasure You will shoot into your arms. You will lie to your Mother; You will steal from your Dad, When you see their tears, you should feel sad. . . . But you will forget your morals and how you were raised, I’ll be your conscience, I will teach you my ways. I take kids from parents, and parents from kids, I turn people from God and separate friends. I will take everything from you, your looks and your pride, I’ll be with you always. . . . right by your side. You will give up everything, your family, your home, Your friends and your money, then you will be alone. I will take and I will take, till you have nothing to give, When I am finished with you, You will be lucky to live. I will ravish your body, I’ll control your mind. I will own you completely. . . Your soul will be mine. The nightmares I will give you while lying in bed. The voices you hear. . . . from inside your head. The sweats and the shakes, the visions you will see. I want you to know, these are all “gifts” from me. But then it’s too late, And you will know in your heart, That you are mine, and we shall never part. You will give up your parents, your children, your mate, No matter how many times you try, You will never go straight You will regret that you tried me, most always do. . . . But you came to me, and not I to you. You knew this would happen, many times you were told, But you challenged my power, and chose to be bold. You could have said no, and just walked away, If you could live that day over, now what would you say? ? ? ? I’ll be your master, you will be my slave, I’ll even go with you, straight to your grave. Now that you have met me, what will you do? ? Will you try me or not? It is all up to you. I can bring you more misery than words can tell. Come take my hand, let me lead you to hell! ! ! ! !
Posted on: Wed, 18 Sep 2013 11:30:09 +0000
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