He smiles as the needle
pierces his skin,
with a marlboro in his mouth
he's mellow
yet higher than ever.
He's addicted to all things
bad,
and hates all things
good.
And when His drugs and cigarettes
are gone
the world
ends
A contest entry
- PRWRITE CONTEST FOR ALL by serenity silvermoon.
900 points, ended August 2, 2009, 984 entries
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