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Such A POWERFUL HAND (Say No to drugs)


We venture into the midnight moon carelessly transporting from room to room ripping through the scene like mindless goons our gaiety goes higher as the music goes louder boom boOM BOOM We move at Mercury Speed then we STOP, to a normally unnoticeable chamber we heed where the people's face are so gone and dazed we could read I step into the joint and I make a point of the ominous atmosphere I want to leave but my "friends" interfere We sit and I try to chill but then I see it, the plate of steel on it the white powder... I wish it were sugar but that is not the deal the powder is on the table I want to run but I am unable to enable myself OH NO, the powder has reached out its hand and grabbed my friends' by the face and around their nose it leaves a trace the powder uses its hand to grab them again... back into the deadly sin SUCH A POWERFUL HAND The hand sees me so I stand It has reached out to me now it has a hold of me... THIS WAS NOT THE PLAN I must escape, I know I can I dig deep into myself for the strength then I BREAK AWAY it is time to leave no reason to stay My thrill has gone downhill and I evacuate like it was a fire drill.
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