Ode to My Hero's Vice

Rated it because some of the subject matter.<br />
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i guess this is an 'ode to my hero's vice'... or maybe my vice's hero. deep, huh?<br />
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i've been planning this for a while, and i think i rushed it a little to much, but i like it. it means something to me.<br />
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in case you can't read the poem, and are too lazy to zoom in, here's the words.<br />
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Nose to the table<br />
Knees knocking tight<br />
You know you’re not able<br />
To make it the night<br />
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Day after day<br />
Hit after hit<br />
Every next rush<br />
Making it harder to quit<br />
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She stood in the corner<br />
There was no one to save her<br />
She said quietly<br />
Oh, there’s my razor<br />
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Her days were numbered<br />
We were all certain<br />
But no one could tell her<br />
That this lie was a curtain<br />
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Most of us knew<br />
It kept her alive<br />
But only she could tell<br />
What killed her inside<br />
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If you give it the power<br />
It will take control<br />
Before you follow that rabbit<br />
Deep into his hole<br />
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Slowly but surely<br />
…Stick it in the vein<br />
This vice has no limits<br />
You’ve got nothing to gain<br />
Wake up and realize<br />
You’re dealing with cocaine<br />
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***some credit, i guess should go to the July 6, 1981 issue of Time magazine. that's where i got the idea for the martini. which is awesome, in my opinion.<br />
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and yet another one where i get lazy and leave steven unfinished. i'll make it up to him someday soon... lol.