It is...

by Dee   Nov 9, 2003


It makes you cry,
It makes you die,
It\'s so controling,
You keep it, not knowing.
That one day it will destroy you,
but right now it will toy with you.
Make you do things you won\'t normally do, makes you sick, gives you the flu.
It makes you go crazy, it makes you real lazy.
Do you know what you\'ve got? Its a little thing called POT!!!

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  • 18 years ago

    by aimee

    How did u become such a great writer?