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Age: 17
Gender: Male
Location: Colorado Springs, Colorado

Poem:
It all started at a party in 05 but now i'll do whatever just to get a, high Just one time Take one hit.. But sitting here i regret even touching it now I'm a junky a sorry misfit. Begging on the street, this has been my greatest defeat I'm the pity of the family's conversations struck down and defeated by humiliation visions i saw how i would stand up and suddenly fall these are the conditions of an endless fight the dreams and ambitions are all so gone this is my own ww3 but i never have won I hate to look in the mirror and see my face because what i made of myself is such a gruesome disgrace how I came from A's and B's to begging on my knees if i may ask you a question please, please don't turn out to be like me it will make you lose your friends one by one it will make life no longer fun it will make you steal from your mothers purse it will let you take a ride in a hearse and that, that will tear your parents apart when all you could of done was say no in the start when you read this poem you'll think that will never be me but i my friend certainly disagree Now as goes it for me, missing a part of my brain go head and try it if you think this is the game Because when that Clear tube touches your lips your whole life seems to slip now now here comes the year 2010 but i might not be alive to repeat this message againŠ

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