Music is the perfect drug,
Musicians are the dealers.
Songs that express your deepest feelings,
Can be the greatest healers.
Whenever you may feel,
Like you're hopeless and alone,
Your music is your friend,
Always there to bring you home.
Music is an addiction,
Without it, I'd surely die.
My one true love for all of time,
Forever, getting high.
I really like the comparison. I like that you have chosen a rhyme scheme that is very subtle. It works so well in this poem.
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