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Moment of truth
I was scared for what was about to transpire,
Everyone in the room had a spoon over fire.
My friend had a tourniquet tied around his arm,
He told me to trust him and that,"drugs do no harm"...
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My heart beat increased by the sequential second,
I never knew that my friend was so decadent.
Perspiration drizzled down from my brow,
I needed to leave but I didn't know how...
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People were shaking and convulsing on the floor,
While others were fiendish for more drugs to score.
My friend was nodding over with a cigarette in hand,
For some reason I knew that this wasn't the plan...
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I was stricken by something that made me cringe,
A young teenager Beside me had holes in his skin.
The spot on the bend of his arm was bruised,
Although it was infected I know he still used...
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Everyone was beyond high and drooling all over,
I'm thankful that I decided to stay consciously sober.
As for my friend who wanted me to depress the syringe,
He is the loser that owns nothing but his drug binge...
Everyone in the room had a spoon over fire.
My friend had a tourniquet tied around his arm,
He told me to trust him and that,"drugs do no harm"...
-----------------------------------------------------------
My heart beat increased by the sequential second,
I never knew that my friend was so decadent.
Perspiration drizzled down from my brow,
I needed to leave but I didn't know how...
------------------------------------------------------------
People were shaking and convulsing on the floor,
While others were fiendish for more drugs to score.
My friend was nodding over with a cigarette in hand,
For some reason I knew that this wasn't the plan...
------------------------------------------------------------
I was stricken by something that made me cringe,
A young teenager Beside me had holes in his skin.
The spot on the bend of his arm was bruised,
Although it was infected I know he still used...
-------------------------------------------------------------
Everyone was beyond high and drooling all over,
I'm thankful that I decided to stay consciously sober.
As for my friend who wanted me to depress the syringe,
He is the loser that owns nothing but his drug binge...
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