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Lucid Puree, My Brain Everyday

I'm addicted to pleasure, for what could I say?
What could these comforts be taking away?
My health and my ego? My sanity's sway?
What's wrong with dreaming in this disarray?

Author notes

For those who live everyday in a drug-induced haze.

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  • redbarchettadrive gold member
    June 15
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    4 lines of perfection Jim!


  • Sokarjo
    June 14

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    *giggles at the comment beneath her*
    I have my own, natural haze, no drugs needed! And I adore this. Fantastic write. I'm very impressed by your vocabulary and flow. Splendid.

    S


  • Mad Pastor Grovell
    March 30

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    We should hope for salvation by grovelling before Jesus. But this is a nice poem I think. I shall pray for you.

  • Elvenfairy
    December 19, 2008
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    sounds like my life about one third of the time, and I never do drugs! Bipolar really sucks. Anyways, this was a well written poem. You did a good job with it, and it's short, I like short. Anyways I am rambeling arn't I? Oh well, anyways, just decided to check out your poetry.


  • Deathless1
    December 2, 2008
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    i think we all might be addicted to pleasure.
    i know i am.
    sort and simple with a good point.

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