If I could find the words to tell,
Would it make the slightest difference?
Evil is consuming all the good,
Everyone searching for an answer.
Drugs seem to be the only escape,
The only way to hide from yourself.
What happens when you can't run anymore?
So many unanswered questions lingering.
Left with an empty hole within,
No escape from this vicious circle.
There is no way to make sense of this,
Im throwing the towel and calling it quits.
Author notes
a nonsense poem that i just felt like writing..not very good i know
Please tell me what you think
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Good Write
I liked this poem. Its very different from the previous oh I lost track 6 to 8 poems LOL! what I liked about this poem that made this a good write was the way you stuck to it and didn't trail off like I see many poems are like and any ways what also makes this another good write was the interesting wording through out this. any ways keep up the good work.
Signed, Paul 
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Lovly wright. Liked it very mutch
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