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Deadley dealer card

Waiting for the call from my dealer, he holds the deck he hold all the cards, he holds all the chips.... He can afford a double dip. He is smart he knows ill wait...bc he know ill crave that hit. Today it's a really bad ache... A long wait to scratch my itch and my dealer is being a bitch. Waiting on the edge of a knife ....that's the reality of a junkies life. He is waiting for me to call. Waiting for me to trip. Dealers live for us to crack it's a dealers kick. When u call alot he will catch amnesia like he fucking forgot . I'm hating the monster I can become I can't go to bed.. He needs to just get her to calm down the cravings inside my head.my dealer can just bring me my fix ... Serve me up leave after it bc ill be okay cause you brought me your shit.always thought dealer you were my friend but the drugs you brought me have got me again ....always your ace in the hole the dealer high card had swallowed me whole
Written by flowerchildmeshely (Flowerchildmeshelly)
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