Meth's Grip: Into the Abyss

It starts slow, a tease in your ear. This ain't junk, this is different. It's a rush like you never felt. But that feeling? That fleeting moment? It's a trap, a siren song leading you to a desolation. Every line pushes you deeper. Your body, it craves that feeling, click here twisting your mind and shattering your soul. Friends become strangers

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