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Angel Dust Blues: A Haunting Look at Addiction's Grip (Verse)

Old wardrobe two reaps hold, diligence troubles solved. One mo’ pack of heat on the floor as liquid war. Making a profit prize on an evil day size. Schemes and runs on chrome rain, defying chronic pain. Till one more breath, I beg to get as a payback. Get up from the ground, and don’t get in the spleen drowned. Better sent med s.o.s., step with two nines strep. “Dangerous as angel dust.” Crisis…