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The addict

His body frail

His face so pale

His eyes so dim

His legs so thin,

Once flying high

Once in the sky

Once drugs kept him

Once one so thin,

Now he’s greeted by the soil

Now kept in a coffin like a chicken in foil,

Now only tears can be shed

Now only words can be said

Now that he is dead

By Gillian Sims

My Guilty Pleasure

There are lots of different kinds

Each just as yummy,

Milk, dark, or white

Some with nuts or honey,

As you bite into a piece

That release of pure pleasure,

Helps forget your worries

The taste you cannot measure,

I don’t care which brand I have

I don’t even care how much,

As long as I have a little piece

Just to taste and touch,

I couldn’t live without it

An addict I admit,

I cave in every time

I need just a little bit.

Abbe Cutforth

 

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