In a mangle wreck
of a car crash
lies a boy
not yet a man
a cousin to us all
there he dies
a hero
seen a victim
of tired eyes
but that is far
from the truth
you see this boy
was druggie
and a drunk
high on stuff
made by evil men
and when he went over that cliff
he sure wasn't praying
he thought he was flying
and he was
til the ground met him
giving him
a quicker fix
that sent him higher
then any drugs
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