In the beginning
You make me feel so good
Like nothing or no one
Could ever bring me down
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Your poem is truth well spoken. Using black tar heroin, brown, china white, crystal meth, Oxycontin, or crack, is like taking death for a lover.
Drugs can be a destructive force, they can make great people do horrible things. Yet I also see this about love and its own destructive impulse. A powerful work bristling with conviction