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Poor soul perished in a cold place

Died unknown in a sad way

Only had a dog with him at the end

Young man full of life until then

Death came knocking on his door

Addiction most probably the cause

Found sitting cold and grey

Sitting waiting to be taken to the grave

I hope he has people who will miss him

I hope that he was loved evenbthough it will cause them pain

I can’t bear to thinking of him fading away

His light has gone out now and to imagine nobody would care today

Is a tragic and disturbing thought to me

Today I found it hard to believe

That this can happen in our society

People perishing of this vile disease

That we know as addiction

It’s reality and not science fiction.