Life Of The Party

The devils potion, a euphoric dance. In chemical chains, they’re tightly wound. Once an innocent soul, now lost and bound. A drug that whispers “handle with care” it’s easily misused. It’s power unseen, it’s effects untold. It’s the life of the party, but the price paid after is un consoling. Constricting the heart, clouding the mind.

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