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sparkle27
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0 posted 2005-11-25 07:05 PM



Reflections of a junkie (the penniless poet)

I sit here in the gutter with a needle in my arm
Reflecting on the fact that once i owned a farm
I should be up this morning harvesting the crop.
Time and time i ask myself - is it too late to stop?

Everything i ever had has sadly been sold,
I know if i keep doing this i surely wont grow old.
I know i really need some help, but don't know what to do,
But i remember how it started, when i was introduced to glue.

My mother keeps on nagging me, so does my dad,
They keep on reminding me of the things i once had,
I tried to save some money once to buy my old farm back,
I bet you guessed where that lot went, on another load of smack.

My children won't talk to me, i've also lost my wife.
Next time i shoot in my viens, i might pay with my life.
I sit here contemplating on how good things might have been,
If i had not started taking ganga, smack and heroin.

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