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Dad


Drugs: the thing that killed you

I never wanted that statement to be true

Pill after pill after pill 

Eventually, I knew these would kill

"Addiction is a disease, not a choice" they say

But I never expected it to take your life away

Addiction is a real thing

Sit back and take a look at all the sadness it brings

I miss you dad, with every tear

If I had it my way, you would be here 

 

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