So now, little man, youve grown tired of grass LSD, goofballs, cocaine and hash, and someone, pretending to be a true friend, said, Ill introduce you to Miss Heroin. Well honey, before you start fooling with me, just let me inform you of how it will be. For I will seduce you and make you my slave, Ive sent men much stronger than you to their graves. You think you could never become a disgrace, and end up addicted to Poppy seed waste. So youll start inhaling me one afternoon, youll take me into your arms very soon. And once Ive entered deep down in your veins, The craving will nearly drive you insane. Youll swindle your mother and just for a buck. Youll turn into something vile and corrupt. Youll mug and youll steal for my narcotic charm, and feel contentment when Im in your arms. The day, when you realize the monster youve grown, youll solemnly swear to leave me alone. If you think youve got that mystical knack, then sweetie, just try getting me off your back. The vomit, the cramps, your gut tied in knots. The jangling nerves screaming for one more shot. The hot chills and cold sweats, withdrawal pains, can only be saved by my little white grains. Theres no other way, and theres no need to look, for deep down inside you know you are hooked. Youll desperately run to the pushers and then, youll welcome me back to your arms once again. And you will return just as I foretold! I know that youll give me your body and soul. Youll give up your morals, your conscience, your heart. And you will be mine until, Death Do Us Part
Posted on: Sat, 02 Aug 2014 14:26:40 +0000
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