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Bulletin Board
In a town by the sea,
Stands a Bulletin Board.
Where all the residents tend to be,
And all try to ignore.
There’s a little known problem,
About this town on the sea.
It comes from a poppies blossom,
And is quite a tragedy.
On the Bulletin Board, those in mourning,
pin pictures of loved ones and eulogies.
Hoping to spare themselves until the morning,
from the drug that's ruining the community.
Pastor Bill recites his sermon,
Over the flame of a bubbling spoon.
But Sunday has already determined,
He’s not coming back anytime soon.
Mary is the school teacher.
She loves to watch her kids learn,
about shapes, books and Safari creatures,
But H is what she really yearns.
Jack runs the General Store.
He has everything from milk to the Beatles,
But if you ask for something more,
He’ll give you a deal on the needles.
Pastor Bill was the first to be pinned.
On the Bulletin Board with his picture,
It said.“He was good and never sinned,
until he met H, and ran away with her”
Next was Jack.
He had a little fun on the job, and kicked it on the clock.
Since he sold the best smack,
They gave him the biggest spot.
Last was Mary.
Surrounded by crayon drawn letters from her kids.
They said “She was so sweet, kind and caring,
but we saw her arms, and all she did”
The Bulletin Board only grew bigger,
It never healed the rifts they tried to mend.
If you’re holding a gun to your head, please, don’t pull the trigger.
Just make your addiction come to an end.

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Awhile ago I found an online forum where people discussed opiates, mostly heroin, and everynow and then, about a week, a eulogy would be posted for a user who OD'ed, accidently intently. I hope anyones who using, realizes the gun they put to their head with heroin addiction