Drug Poem by James Ferguson

Drug

Rating: 4.5


He dined with death while on crystal meth he sat in a chair without a care he fell into the black abyss never to recive his final kiss

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stop revolving 22 June 2009

James why don't you just killing me to see your painful writing

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