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Miss Heroin
This poem rung true to me as its what happened. From starting with weed to thinking it would never happen to me.
Only 95% is right though as im afraid that you 'foretold' wrong and this is one poppy pusher that will not be back. His name is Tam, he still hurts but he will beat you... he will beat you... anyway and anyhow he can.
Miss Heroin
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So now, little man, you've grown tired of grass L.S.D., goofballs, cocaine and hash, and someone, pretending to be a true friend, said, "I'll introduce you to Miss Heroin."
Well honey, before you start fooling with me, just let me inform you of how it will be.
For I will seduce you and make you my slave, I've sent men better and stronger men than you to their graves.
You think you could never become a disgrace, and end up addicted to Poppyseed waste.
So you'll start inhaling me one afternoon, a bit of foil. The smoke tastes sweet but soon you'll be in turmoil.
The only way out is to take me into your veins very soon. And once I have entered deep down in your system, the craving will nearly drive you insane.
You'll turn into something vile and corrupt. You'll mug and you'll steal for my narcotic charm, and only feel contentment when I'm in your arms.
The day, when you realise the monster you've grown, you'll solemnly promise to leave me alone.
Every bag you take will be the one that you take only to give you the strength for it to be your last.
If you think you've got the mystical knack, then sweetie, just try getting me off your back.
The vomit, the cramps, your gut tied a knot Your jangling nerves screaming for one more shot. The hot chills and cold sweats, withdrawl pains, can only be saved by my little white and brown grains.
There's no other way, and there's no need to look, for deep down inside you will know you are hooked.
You'll desperately run to the pusher and then, you'll welcome me back to your arms once again.
And when you return, just as I foretold, I know that you'll give me your body and soul.
You'll give up your morals, your conscience, your heart And you will be mine until, "Death Do Us Part"
-Anonymous
Only 95% is right though as im afraid that you 'foretold' wrong and this is one poppy pusher that will not be back. His name is Tam, he still hurts but he will beat you... he will beat you... anyway and anyhow he can.
Miss Heroin
**************
So now, little man, you've grown tired of grass L.S.D., goofballs, cocaine and hash, and someone, pretending to be a true friend, said, "I'll introduce you to Miss Heroin."
Well honey, before you start fooling with me, just let me inform you of how it will be.
For I will seduce you and make you my slave, I've sent men better and stronger men than you to their graves.
You think you could never become a disgrace, and end up addicted to Poppyseed waste.
So you'll start inhaling me one afternoon, a bit of foil. The smoke tastes sweet but soon you'll be in turmoil.
The only way out is to take me into your veins very soon. And once I have entered deep down in your system, the craving will nearly drive you insane.
You'll turn into something vile and corrupt. You'll mug and you'll steal for my narcotic charm, and only feel contentment when I'm in your arms.
The day, when you realise the monster you've grown, you'll solemnly promise to leave me alone.
Every bag you take will be the one that you take only to give you the strength for it to be your last.
If you think you've got the mystical knack, then sweetie, just try getting me off your back.
The vomit, the cramps, your gut tied a knot Your jangling nerves screaming for one more shot. The hot chills and cold sweats, withdrawl pains, can only be saved by my little white and brown grains.
There's no other way, and there's no need to look, for deep down inside you will know you are hooked.
You'll desperately run to the pusher and then, you'll welcome me back to your arms once again.
And when you return, just as I foretold, I know that you'll give me your body and soul.
You'll give up your morals, your conscience, your heart And you will be mine until, "Death Do Us Part"
-Anonymous
tt made this comment,
very interesting lyric there, we can become famous
t, with your writing skills and my music skills we
got everything we need.
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comment added :: 13th May 2006, 11:41 GMT+01