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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=513010" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Over Dose</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=513010" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">As i got into the van i smelled weed<br>sweet weed the one thing i craved<br>as my best friend looked at me<br>she took 3 hits and passed it to me<br>i took a look at it and as i took a hit<br>i began to smile <br>the wanting for it was gone<br>with every hit i could feel my troubles leaving<br>we passed it around till it was done<br>then we went to the store and bought a 40<br>as me and my friend passed it back and forth<br>the horrible taste sat in my mouth<br>once again i craved weed <br>she rolled another and passed it back<br>i took more hits ever time<br>i got a little sick but kept going<br>i drank more too<br>the next day was the same <br>we smoked 5 joints <br>drank a whole bottle of whine<br>and drank some beer<br>the next day was the same<br>except the second night i did it<br>no matter how much i tried <br>i couldnt cry <br>even though the feeling was there<br>as my friend watched me get sick <br>from the over dose<br>i closed my eyes<br>i remember crying make it stop<br>and her light voice saying its ok<br>you will be fine i promise<br>when i look back on those nights<br>i wish it would have killed me some times<br>but that was last weekend so the past <br>is the past and theres always other days.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Sandy+Vanity">Sandy Vanity</a></strong></div>