I look into the mirror,
Can't remember my past
Getting high every day,
Made time fly so fast.
I lost my family,
My friends are few
When will it end?
I don't have a clue.
The urge,the desire,
Unable to control.
Drugs got the best of me.
The devil has my soul.
What will it take,
For you to see?
So you don't end up,
Just like me.....

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