Drug Abuse Poem

Heroin Poem

Don't be heroin's slave.

30 Inch Gauge

© Emma
How were the shrooms? The Beer? The LSD?
I'll show you something more worthwhile than weed.
I can show you how to steal and lie.
Trust me, it's all you need to get by.
Why go to school? Don't turn another page!
I'm so much easier, and I come in a 30 inch gauge.
Heroin's my name, I've been known to destroy lives.
Takings out actors, teenagers, fathers, and wives.
People will leave you, that's just fine.
Follow me, you'll be all mine.
Try to get rid of me? What a joke.
Pretty soon you'll have a needle, looking for a vein to poke.
Need some love? That's gonna be hard to find.
But don't worry, cause I'll always be in the back of your mind...


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Published: Sep 2011
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  1. Dakota Submitted on Thursday, December 29, 2011

    Many members in my family have done heroin I've seen it wreck their lives some of them still do it...

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