In the middle of a suicidal session
Like an orchestra of depression
Full of hate aggression
And a dark side obsession
Lack of concentration
On a full out invocation
Leads to death's invitation
Choking on smoke inhalation
Never underestimate intellect
Or it's inevitable effect
To compensate for a defect
Caused by long-term child neglect
Despite your qualmful notion
Dug too deep into emotion
Thriving on eccentric devotion
To brewing up your potion
Used to maim and kill
My spirit and my will
from the sado-masochistic
To the enchantment of the mystic
And when the sand in the glass is done
I hope you've finally won
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Written March 8th, 2004
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oh my freakin woweee this poem is awesome.. ur word choice is beautiul and i do love the backround u chose...keep it up!
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I love this. I like the whole freakin' thing because I can relate to it first of all, and then I like the way you wrote it.aww it was just great~!~
Kyndale -
awesome
I really like this one. It is so very different. It reminds me of my poem " post intoxication". I like the whole sunshine in the background and it being in the suicidal context. It reminds me of me. I really love this. It is a very wonderful look into a persons psyche. I don't like many peoples works and when i l;ike something I like most of that persons work. I have found that in your writing. Thank you for this look into your mind.
~stephanie~
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