[TMIC] OT This is a True Story....oh so true

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This was written by a young girl who was in jail

for drug charges, and was addicted to crystal meth.

She wrote this while in jail.  As you will soon read,

she fully grasped the ho! rrors of the drug, as she tells in this simple,

yet profound poem.

 

She was released from jail, and true to her story, the drug owned her.

They found her dead not long after, with the needle still in her arm.

Please keep praying for our Children, Teens, and Young adults.

Understand, this thing is worse than any of us realize. Let this poem serve

as a way to start a conversation with your children about how truly dangerous this drug, or any drug can be.

! My Name: "Is Meth"

I destroy homes,

I tear families apart,

I?ll take your children,

and that's just the start.

 

I'm more costly than diamonds,

more precious than gold,

The sorrow I bring

is a sight to behold.

 

If you need me,

remember I'm easily found,

I live all around you ?

in your schools and your towns.

 

I live with the rich;

I live with the poor,

I live down the street,

and maybe next door.

 

I'm made in a lab,

but not like you think,

I can be made right under

your kitchen sink.

 

In your child's closet,

and even in the woods,
If this scares you to death,

well, it certainly should.

 

I have many names,

but there's one you know best,

I'm sure you've heard of me,

my name?s Crystal Meth.

 

 My power is awesome;

try me you'll see,

But if you do,

you may never break free.

 

Just try me once

and I might let you go,

But try me twice,

and I'll own your! < B> soul.

When I possess you,

you'll steal and you'll lie,

You do what you have to

just to get high.

 

The crimes you'll commit

for my narcotic charms
Will be worth the pleasure

you'll shoot into your arms.

 

You'll lie to your mother;

you'll steal from your dad,

When you see their tears,

you should feel sad.

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But you'll forget your morals

And how you were raised,

I'll be your conscience,

I'll teach you my ways.

 

I take kids from parents,

and parents from kids,

I turn people from God,
and separate friends.

 

I'll take everything from you,

your looks and your pride,

I'll be with you always

right by your side.

 

You'll give up everything

your family, your home,

Your friends and your money,

then you'll be alone.

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I'll take and I?ll take,

till you have nothing to give,
When I'm finished with you,

you'll be lucky to live.

 

If you try me be warned

this is no game,

If given the chance,

I'll drive you insane.

I'll ravish your body,

I'll control your mind,

I'll own you completely,
your soul will be mine.

 

The nightmares I'll give you

while lying in bed,

The voices you'll hear,

from inside your head.

 

The sweats, the shakes,

the visions you'll see,

I want you to know,

these are all gifts from me.

 

 But then it's too late,

and you'll know in your heart,

That you are mine,

and we! shall never part.

 

You'll regret that you tried me,
most always do,

But you came to me,

not I to you.

 

You knew this would happen,

many times you were told,

But you challenged my power,

and chose to be bold.

 

You could have said no,

and just walked away,

If you could live that day over,

now what would you say?

I'll be your master,

you will be my slave,

I'll even go with you,

straight to your grave.

 

Now that you have met me,

what will you do?

Will you try me or not?

It's all up to you.

 

I can bring you more misery

Than words can tell,

Come take my hand,

let me lead you to hell ...
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Please forward this profound poem and share the
deadly outcome of this drug that is killing our young people

& even some of our old.

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