My mother always warned me about drugs.
About the lasting effects they can have on your life.
My teachers told me about drugs,
About all the different kinds.
I learned the different colors and shapes,
And packaging they come in.
I learned about their different forms.
But no one ever cared to mention,
That the biggest drug of all,
Would be a boy with blonde hair and brown eyes,
Who wouldn't love me back.
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Love and Other Fuckups
PoetryA collection of poems and drabbles about things such as life, love, and fucking up.
