I remember you when you used to smile at jokes.
Instead of when someone gives you a free fix.
Now all i see is a loss.
Of life.
The vitality is intravenously drained.
Out of your face.
and your imagination has turned from fantasy
to felonies.
I missed that little girl.
Who now looks like a ghost
Trying to eat food.
when it can't.
You're too frail to look at.
Too twisted to talk to.

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