Look at the guy with the methamphetamine eyes; standing on the corner; scratching at the bugs that cover his skin; will never be still again; loose skin and creaky bones move down the road to the nearest fix;
Funny the ways in which we kill our$evles
Heroin mom lay on the floor; without a care while her son stands in the cold outside the front door; because mom was sick and need to be alone.
Silly the way we kill ourselves
Depressed young man loads his father’s gun; the race has begun; it’s time for him to run
L the way we kill ourselves
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