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Click hereA self-explanatory mess
Falls upon your shoulders.
You use your twisted needle
To ease the weight of the world.
Shrug if off and feel no more.
Let their words roll off you.
You skinny little worm.
The needle leaves you sickly hollow.
Made of bones and flesh,
Draped over you like a cloak.
A shadow as big as the world.
You are a shell, fragile and broken.
How do you not shatter under the pressure.
The more they add to your bony shoulders,
The stronger you shall become
Until you're so strong
That you become your own demise.
Dope is your only friend,
And dopesick is your God.
Sacrifice yourself to him.
Your body is a temple.
Pillage it.