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Infected Temple

Addicted to the state of intoxicaion,
Searching for anyway to get high.
Escape from this so called life,
Throw another line up my nose and smile.

Pop another pill and throw away my dignity,
Take advantage of me, put me out of my misery.
Drugs, sex and blades are consuming me,
Behind the mask, I'm nothing but a dirty whore.

I just want someone to take me hard,
Beat me and make me scream loud.
Pain for pleasure is the famous phrase,
My body has become my infected temple.

Lines of cocke, speed, oxy's and ecstacy,
This is the life I love to live.
Inebriated from morning to night,
Never comming down for a single second.

Some say that I am but an addict,
I shut them all out and deny.
I will be fine, I always have been,
As I wander down the road of an addict.

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Another poem that I wrote in class today. Fucked up i know...

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  • SmokinHotWhiteTiger gold member
    September 17, 2007

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    Intense

    Wow! I hate falling behind on your poems but dang glad I am catching up now. This is just a really jaw dropping intense yet quite incredible poem and I really love this alot about your poem style. you really know how to hit the spot. Excellent work and keep it up. Signed, Paul