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Heroin

Ultimate high,  
Ultimate low,  
Burns on all your clothes,  
Asleep all day,  
Up sick all night,  
Waiting on the dope man to get right,  
Bruised arms,  
Collapsed veins,  
Numb to all my pains,  
Lying to the world,  
Feelings of wanting to die,  
Searching everywhere for that beautiful high,  
Heroin.
Written by leftoverkc
Published | Edited 20th Mar 2018
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