Drugs..

by Matti   Jul 25, 2004


Drugs are offered and sold everyday,
They kill,
until this very day,

They ruin lives,
And break your heart,
They hurt you from the very start,

Why do they make theese things,
Every day,
When they know someones dieing from them right now,

The reason i hate drugs,
Is because,
They took you away!

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