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Espresso Shots
Every morning is the
Same.
Slamming crystal meth into,
Damaged / disappearing
Veins.
Pretend it’s just coffee,
Not sipped, but taken
Intravenously.
“What can I make you?”
“Two shots,
Please.”
Same.
Slamming crystal meth into,
Damaged / disappearing
Veins.
Pretend it’s just coffee,
Not sipped, but taken
Intravenously.
“What can I make you?”
“Two shots,
Please.”
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