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Dope, Meth and Death

Dope, Meth and Death

This white powder takes every thing from body to soul
 Methamphetamine is the devils brew
 It is not meant for human consumption
 And it will steal all humanity from you
 What matters to the addict is the next fix
 The needle and the damage done
 The only fear is running out
 Doing any thing, every thing to get some
 Years of agonizing torture, a slow death
 This is why it is called dope, meth.
 Trading your body for that drug filled needle
 You will loose to death or loose your freedom
 There is one hope to survive, only one
 His name is Jesus Christ, he knows your pain
 He will comfort you, give you peace, heal you
 He did it for me
 dungendona
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