annie an’ me

i can feel the dope and taste all the money
this deal between two friends is just so lovely
50/50 profits split me and you
money and free heroin too

we begin this business venture tomorrow
a surefire way to displace the sorrow
remembering the days gone past
and how they said happiness wouldn’t last

we found a place in society
our own unique way of feeling “free”
the days of us as junkies on the street
pass as this new fortune we meet

tell ourselves it’s running smooth
finally we found our well-worn groove
junkie heaven we’re now in
thanks to the man who gave us the free heroin

deals go down and we sit back
swim in fortunes, dope and crack
this is what we wanted all along
the dope dealer life is where we belong.

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By The Dying Euphoria

I may not be the average junk addict, seeing as I still have a few things going for me, but I'm a slave to heroin just the same. I'm a sad sight, no doubt, but that's the way life is, and you can't help it. So whatever you do, don't try and fuck with it. I like it when people e-mail me and reply to my posts, so please, speak your mind to me, if you wish. I have a blood, violence, and self mutilation fetish, so I'll spend a lot of time in the Erotica section, posting and reading. I write poetry, and I'll be posting thousands of poems. So please, check for my name often. If I disappear, well, I probably took my fetish too far...