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Dear Manchester

Crystal meth is stealing you away,
Breaking hearts, leading minds astray.
It chips at beauty, cracks the grace,
Dissolving bones, erasing trace.

It turns you dark, a shadow’s guise,
A monster born from empty skies.
Your days will slip, like sand through hands,
You’ll lose yourself, forget your plans.

The joy you seek will fade and fly,
A distant echo, a whispered sigh.
In the haze, you’ll fade from view,
Until there’s nothing left of you.

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