Clear little crystals

Clear crystals that look like glass, don't touch that pipe... After that things move so fast. I took my first hit it's like a shockwave blast, and all the sudden there's no pain felt from the past. Invigorated, electrified, complete and thorough long term suicide. Sure at first it's unbelievable... But that initial high... Will never again be achievable... But you snatched a dragon tightly by its tail, the only way this ends is with you dead, or in jail. So caught up in the chemical soup you stay awake for days with no time physical or mental recoup. The euphoria is so short ... Lost track of time, forgot I had court. The daylight won't be seen for quite some time... There's a warrant out now... The drugs led to crime ... Please don't hate me for what I've done... All I wanted was to be numb. So when I'm getting ready to leave, I know you'll be sad... I know you will grieve ... But I did truly try my best... I wish I never ever heard of that dirty drug named Meth.

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