24 - Cocaine Poem by nicola burkett
24 - Cocaine
Lines on the mirror as her face leans forward inhaling the pure white dust
Her heart beating fast as the chemicals feed her an eliqusored lust
Rolls on in at the crack of dawn fast paced wired through the night
Too tired to scream anymore she’s too tired to fight
For the never ending struggled to survive this life of narcotics she will choose
An expensive Cocaine abuse to kick her 4 season blues
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