We will come us we are
And meet our Father
Face to face
We feel pity
For those that are
Destroying there health
We don't think they have
Anything better to do than smoke street drugs
What a waste of life it is
Also they are buying street drugs
From the drug dealers
Yes they are making lots of money
Selling drugs
The people that are smoking street drugs
Are killing themselves slow
AIso they are addicted to drugs
We don't even think about
Having to bury them
In the grave yard
In the cemetery
Yes it will be a sad day
For us
Yes they also will die young
We just hate that so much
Also we are going to grieve
For a long time now
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Few realize how much their actions affect those around them. A sad write
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