The Last Score
By: Christopher Bice

I walk these dark streets alone
Hours before I need to go home
I have to have one more score
My body craves more and more

My burning stomach won't go away
Just one more score to end my day
I stagger into the bad side of town
This is where my last fix will be found

People always see me as a threat
My body shivers in a cold sweat
Just one more fix to end my day
Then I promise to just hide away

Down the street an alley I see
Maybe there's a fix there for me
Yes there's a pusher down there
He gives me an evil stare

I tell myself it's my last score
The rest of the day I'll need no more
My stomach screaming it's hunger pangs
As into his neck I sink my fangs.


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