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Creepy people steal money off of friends

On a continuing journey if a means to an end,

Stealing for drugs or because they just can

I know for certain that I understand they are not friends,

Just an insideous, heartless exploiter

Who doesn’t want to work and wants things for free,

Or maybe they just want drugs to get wasted,

They are so cunning they manipulated those who are close

You would find it hard to find anyone lower than them,

But we keep giving them chances in the hope they will mend

Believing if we try and heal and nurture them,

That one day they will pull through it in the end,

But that is just a fools dream for many

Because it is almost systemic in their make-up now,

It’s the only thing they know and though it’s sad,

When they rob from you again you will be mad,

Because of the chances and opportunities they had,

To turn a new leaf over but for some there is simply no way back because they are now just bad.