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answers in the wrong cart

I marinate in my own pain;
Gut wrenching, going insane.
so many ways to vanish;
all wrong, mind is famished.
the blood no longer flows;
yet, reality strikes big blows.
my heart pounds out of my chest;
all i do is pray, for a little rest.
addictions tear my soul apart;
shopping for answers, placed in wrong cart.

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Written July 9th, 2005

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  • DarkHunter
    July 25, 2006
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    Profound and powerful, this is an intense poem. It might be fairly short, but it's not quantity it's quality and this poem is packed with that. Good job.


  • August 12, 2005
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    ohh hell yes! this is a good poem... i thinkya did a good job on it! nice job!!!

  • DaNi-3LL3
    August 11, 2005
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    wow...great use of words, great job all round keep up the awesome work

    ~Dani~