All in my Hands
I know how to get them
to change their minds.
This drug in my hands
is power.
They will not relive
This memorable time.
They take what they can
in a glance.
It will not escape
Except in your mind
And nothing you'll feel will matter
at the time.
For I have the magic
to trustworthy friends-
If only I have their drug
In
My
Hands.
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