My brain put up so much of fight last night
In order for it to write
It needs regeneration
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Last night's poem came at great cost
Some brain cells are lost
Like a bulb that burned out
Will it work today? That I doubt
A connections been fired
Important parts have died
Listen to what I'm telling you
This poem is sad but true
Drugs have a terrible toll
They ruin your body and kill your soul
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