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The Worst Drug

She puts the needle in my arm and pushes.
Taking over my life, not allowing me to make my own decisions. Controlling all my actions with a smile and a giggle .
I need to break free. I need to say "NO", But how can I with all her innocenes starring into my eyes directly at my soul. I need to cloes my eyes.
I need to wake up.





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