Ecstacy

Give her a pill,
She'll soon want more.
You've turned this girl
Into a whore.

She'll waste away,
She'll fade and grey,
Change so much,
In every way.

No more sweetness,
Now thats gone.
Death and gloom,
Where light once shone.

All she does,
She does to find,
Another fix,
To cloud her mind.
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thank you for reading this poem, it's one of the first that I've written which l feel confident sharing. Please let me know what you think, constructive criticism is very welcome.