DRUGS

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  • Confusion

    DRUGS
    WHY DO PEOPLE HURT THE ONES THEY LOVE
    WHY DO THEY DRINK AND DO DRUGS
    I SAW A FAMILY TORN APART
    THE THINGS I SAW JUST BROKE MY HEART
    A CHILD CRYING BECAUSE IT'S HUNGRY
    THERES NO FOOD,BECAUSE THERE'S NO MONEY
    THE FATHER WORKS TO NO AVAIL
    THE MONEY HE MAKES BY DRUGS HE SELLS
    THEN ONLY TO SPEND FOR LIQUER AND DRINKS
    TO IMPRESS HIS FRIENDS AND COMPANY HE KEEPS
    THE MOTHER DOESN'T CARE BECAUSE SHE'S ADDICTED
    TO ALL THE LIES, AND DRUGS HE HAS AFFLICTED
    THE CHILD WHO SUFFERS IS SO AFRAID
    PLEASE GOD JUST LET ME DIE
    THE LITTLE ONE PRAYED
    MY LIFE HERE IS A LIVINH HELL
    IF I DIE THEN THINGS WILL BE WELL
    SO GOD JUST TAKE ME AWAY FROM IT ALL
    SO IN YOUR HANDS MY SOUL CAN FALL.

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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