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UnKnowing Friends

Smoking Heroin before I sleep.
  Lucid dreams are my demon.
Powerful fists crumble at my sight.
    UnKnowing of the sin within my being.

When Blow is caressing my chasms,
  Work is numbed out; Replaced.
Weak men throwing paper.
    UnKnowing of how many broken pieces...

I inhale Meth when spirits are low.
  Opening my eyes to the problems ahead.
Controlling the path with nothing but will power.
    UnKnowing of when it is meant to shatter.

 Friends are white, brown, at times tan.
 
   Friends come with pretty little accessories.
 
     Friends bring me along for a ride.
 
       Friends, UnKnowing of the times to come.
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