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[sid] => 176084
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => TWEAKING
[time] => 2013-05-19 12:45:15
[hometext] => Every one has a past. And this was written from my past experiance with METH
[bodytext] => TWEAKING! DO YOU KNOW THIS WORD? WELL I KNOW IT WELL. I WAS TWEAKED WHEN I WROTE THIS. I AM QUITE SURE YOU WILL TELL. AND YOU KNOW ALL THOSE PEOPLE, WHO LOOK LOST AND CONFUSED? WELL THEY GOT THAT WAY. FROM THIS DRUG THAT WE USE. IT COMES IN ROCK, LIQUID OR POWDER. AND IT ALL SPEEDS UP THE BRAIN. YOU CAN TOOT IT OR SMOKE IT, OR FEED IT RIGHT TO YOUR VEIN. YOU WILL THINK OF AND DO THINGS, YOU NEVER THOUGHT OR DONE BEFORE. YOU MAY FIX UP THE HOUSE. OR TAKE A TRIP TO THE STORE. BUT THERE DOES COME A TIME, WHEN OUR MINDS WILL GO BLANK. AND THATS WHEN US TWEAKERS. NEED TO DO SOME MORE CRANK. SEE THE FIRST DAY IS REAL EASY, WITH NO FOOD OR NO SLEEP. BUT IT IS THE FIFTH OR SIXTH NEEDED. TO REACH THE PEAK OF A TWEAK! THATS WHEN ROCKS TURN TO PEOPLE. AND WE HEAR WHATS NOT THERE. THEN PARONOIA SETS IN AND OUT THE WINDOWS WE STARE. WE SEE COPS IN THE BUSHES, AND HEAR MORE ON THE WAY. THEY ARE COMING TO GET US. THEY ARE COMING TO TAKE US AWAY. SO CLOSE ALL THE CURTAINS TURN OUT ALL THE LIGHTS. STASH ALL YOUR DRUGS. AND THEN GET OUT OF SIGHT. WELL THE HOURS PASS BYE. YET YOU KNOW THEIR STILL THERE. ANOTHER QUICK PEAK OUT THE WINDOW. TAKE A CHANCE IF YOU DARE. NOW THE SUN'S COMING UP. THE FIRST SIGN OF SOME HOPE. BUT THE NEXT PROBLEM ARISES . WHERE DID YOU STASH ALL YOUR DOPE? SO WE TEAR THROUGH THE HOUSE. WE SEARCH HIGH WE SEARCH LOW. AND STILL WE CAN'T FIND IT. HELL WHERE DID IT GO? BUT THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN IT HITS YOU. AND YOUR MIND IS AT EASE. BUT WHEN YOU PULL OUT THAT BAG. THERE'S NOTHING LEFT BUT A TEASE. BUT THERE ARE TWO TYPES OF TWEAKER'S READ ON FOR THE CLUE'S. I KNOW WHICH TYPE I AM. WHICH TYPE ARE YOU? THERE ARE TWEAKER'S WITH TALENT. WHO CAN DO WHAT THEY SAY. FINISH A PROJECT IN AN HOUR. WHERE UNTALENTED TAKE DAY'S. KEEP THEIR MIND ON ONE PROJECT. AND NOT TWENTY THREE. USE ALL THE RIGHT PARTS. AND IT WORKS WHEN THEY LEAVE. BUT UNTALENTED TWEAKERS. CAN TURN A TASK TO A CHORE. THEY CAN GET TOTALLY LOST. WITH OUT OPENING THE DOOR. ARE YOU A TWEAKER WITH TALENT? I KNOW THAT I AM. CAN YOU FINISH WHAT YOU START? I KNOW THAT I CAN. IT CAN BE QUITE THE ADVENTURE. ONE ALL TWEAKERS TAKE AND IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO JOIN US. THEN JUST COME TO CLEARLAKE. BUT TO ALL OF YOU TWEAKERS . AND TWEAKERS TO BE. I WROTE THIS FOR YOU. SO DO SOME FOR ME. WRITTEN BY STEVEN FLOYD [comments] => 3 [counter] => 183 [topic] => 66 [informant] => stevenfloyd [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => drugabuse )
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