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Minutes Gone
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Darket PM
A poem about drug use as told through the mind of a victim. Very detailed, this may be considered graphic, and there is a lot of cussing in this. Read with caution
Rated: Fiction T - English - Horror/Tragedy - Words: 1,056 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 09-27-06 - id: 2253379
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Minutes gone

Life goes by smooth without a sinful choice ever made
You're a fortunate one until it all comes to an end
Friends come around, Speed ballin's just a game
How long until you've slipped out of that hole your in

Now things seem to be well
You take the hit again
Friend's say to keep going 'cause your sane
You start to feel impressed
The smoke cloud burns into your chest
You open up your eyes once again

Oh you can take your illusions
Let 'em drift inside your brain

You live and learn
You'll smoke your grass
And then you'll just have to walk away

Then you see yourself hangin' on to the one thing you'll do today
You can't take it anyway

You let it fuck with your illusion
Let it smoke your life away

Pain's just pleasure leavin' your mind now
The illusion will take your pain away
Now you can't believe it
Your world is getting clearer

How long until you think you'll go insane?

Now you see the boys tell you you're a wild one
Now the boys say you haven't done enough today
Now you can't believe how your illusion just got nearer
How long until you have you mind again?

You can take your illusion
Let it fuck you in your brain

Sometimes you learn things keep changin' on you
It's best to walk away

Now you can't seem to not want the things that hurt you everyday
But you don't care anyways
You better play with your illusion
Till it drives you insane

Mindless is a treasure
And you find it when broken now
You take it just for measure
Walk on walls (you know you're stoned)

Take it for your granted wishes
Take it till you lose your dreams
And then you try—you're paralyzed
Blow your illusion out of your eyes

You can't stop the commotion

You mind is out of track

The shit keeps getting on you

There's no way to turn back

I know it looks like you're in pain
Your images will drive you insane

NO!

Now you look back at all of the choices made
If you could you'd try to make them all again
I can't say it's easy, but this world ain't getting clearer
How long until you've lost it all again?

You better make a choice 'cause it's a wild one
Better make a choice—here it come's again!
You take a hit and then you pass
Don't chief it man—it ain't your grass
Hold it in and blow it all away

You can play with your illusions
You can giggle and laugh all day
Once you've kept smoking and then speedball
You've thrown it all away

You can keep on imagining things
Then you'll see a better way,
You couldn't take it anyway
Then you play with you illusion till your mind has washed it away

Now your heads in a rush that you can't control
Do you wanna try this stuff again?
Don't be a little bitch, shut up and take a hit
I know you'll come for more in the end

Better dig that chronic, it's some wild stuff
Better hit that joint and be a man
You can't walk out now, you'll never quit it anyhow
Hold the smoke until it comes back again

Yeah

'Cause you can take some measure
And then you find out you'll be shooting blow
You hit the roach until it's cashed
Roll one more, can't take it slow

Then you go and smoke some more
Just up until your brain is dead

Then you'll grab a mirror, chop a line
Blow it up, things are fine

You can't stop the commotion

You mind is out of track

The shit keeps getting on you

There's no way you can turn back

Smoke it until you're inane
It not like there's nothing else to gain

NO!

Locked inside your room, your friends are gone now
And if they do come back, you wish you knew when
Parents say that you have sinned—they already know where you have been
How long until you're on the outside again?

Now the thought of your illusion starts take its shape
But by now it's probably gone to god to send
You need some substitution, duster's your solution
You inhale it and the illusions back again

Inhaling all those fumes makes your mind numb
Now your lungs start to get cold again
It's not like it was before—it's like this shit has killed the warmth
Then you wish you could breathe so you could scream out all the pain

Yeah

Now you're passed out on the ground
The duster's killin' you without a sound
You know you've tried to stand on your feet
But all and all this is the way you've made ends meet

You try to hide it all, but you've lost that illusion in your mind
Then they cry, and it gets inside
And It'll fuck that image open wide

You can't stop the commotion

You're mind's gone off the track

You can't stop the commotion

You can't have your old life back

Now you've lost it all instead
You're friends move on now that you're dead

Yeah

Don't fuck you illusion, let life live out instead

NO!

Can't have it back again…
No, no, no
You can't have it back again
You're dyin', you're dyin'

Why's life so strange?
No…

Why's life so strange?
They're cryin'

No…

Why's life so strange?
You want it back again

Why's life so strange?
You can't have it back

Why's death so strange?
It somehow ends the pain

Why's life so strange?
End it

Why's life so strange?
Find that illusion

Why's life so strange?
Fuck it, you've lost it all instead

Why's life so strange?

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