Now I'm In Control

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S/N- I'm not 100% sure if a poem about drugs is considered triggering but I'm putting this here anyway. Enjoy!

You're in control of your life
When you first take me
Slowly but surely
Your independence starts waning

I might start off being something
To make you look cool
Something to impress your friends
But honey when you take me
You go on a roller coaster
That never ends

You once had an astounding future
Now that you took me
Everything is pitch black
I became something you rely on
So you get a part of your life back

You are no longer independent
Nothing is ever going to be your choice
When you think you're rid of me
You'll come crawling back
To the sound of my voice

You are no longer
The God of your temple
For I have
Removed you from the throne
You are now my servant-

{Kye}

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