Meth Poem: This is the life of dope

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this is the life of dope

weather you sniff, slam, or suck a glass dick

you’ve sold your soul to some thing sick.

some may make it. some just fake it.

it ends the same you’ve just got to take it

prison or jail is what you must face

all alone now in a strange place.

i just hope you can take the pace

so keep doing what you think is real

and ill show you a whole new deal

one that will change

your life for real

see inside these walls you see it all

the young the old the sick and the bold

yes were all hear just wishing we could be near to the place we call home

intead of being all alone

so think what you will and do as you must

just remember GOD IS THE ONLY ONE YOU CAN TRUST

Poem Sent by ROB

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    • tamalahuckeby
      I wrote a poem like this in the 90's but it started out like this.
      This is the life if you don't say nope and dedicate your life to doin dope. Whether your snort, slam or smoke a glass dick youv'e sold your soul to something sick. You won't notice how you life will change. You will become something scary and strange. First it's your friends, your kids then your wife, your convinced you don't need them messing with your life. And so on and so on...
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