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another poem about love that is of course, full of metaphors.
by RobertFish
7 lines, 3 comments,
on Sep 16 7:09 PM. In abuse, love, hate, addiction, drugs, cocaine, overdose, sad, I MISS YOU
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She asks with her hands in my hair,
"Darling, play me another sad song?"
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An ache that no one here can cure Your love helps none
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Im full of pain and this demon Knows me by name
by Lori9598
27 lines,
on Sep 10 1:06 PM. In abuse, angst, dark, hope, life, other, pain, sad, thoughts, drugs, alcohol, cutting
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Im full of pain and this demon Knows me by name
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Ingesting life above the city in a world unknown to others.
Buildings of support promising shelter are unstable.
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My mind feels sharp, too sharp for comfort,
I feel restless and on edge.
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The sweet nectar of it It leaves you barren
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The tingels start and the blood starts to flow!
The world seems delicate as my wings start to grow.
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The words in my mind can't slow down long enough to for a coherent thought. My body shakes from the most brutal comedown I've had in a long time. The sensation of limbs falling 'asleep' travels all over my body as my bloodsho
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If you were good and they thought You’d be safe to walk along to the drugs
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This odd opiate high I've grown accustomed to
tends to keep the spirits up...
by daydreamdisaster
10 lines, 13 comments,
on Sep 5 10:45 PM. In Drugs, Alcohol, Angst, Escape, Abstract, Hope, Pain, Depression, Personal., Anger
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you've shattered blood against the glass a tough narcotic wasteland, ya feel me?
by X...
52 lines,
on Sep 3 8:22 PM. In Other, Drugs, Pain, Thoughts, Weird, Life, Lyrics, Angst, Abuse, Personal, Society
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the sharp pain running through me, taking hold of me, towards a place where
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So you think you know Everything about life
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creeping seamless fungal crawl
slick and sly so subconscious
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flowing liquid-pure through the trap-sieves
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d'ya li' to rot the caeser's scott tot - back when you were a little bab if you put your male self in your mommas shoes it wer-not called 'a-drag'
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My band's first original song. Halfway done writing the music.
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So when you heard I hit that bong You decided we could get along
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drums: (bish, Bosh! bish, Bosh! bish, Bosh!)
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I break up the harshness of reality, With the softness of the sea.
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Drugs, they've got a control of my pulling me under tugging at me.. Just noticing my addiction to multiple drugs..
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We pray, O God of hope, and salvation
for all families
by Mothers hands
20 lines, 1 comment,
on Aug 22 3:43 PM. In prayer, drugs, families, alcohol, tormented, illness, torturous, compassion, completeness
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Every moment is a brief image of a
Cross-section of the whole universe.
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Lying on the floor. Deep inside I’m sure
No one even cares: I’m not here anymore.
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The universe seems so small
Taken a line at a time.
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I learnt to lose myself,
Locked up in a box of broken dreams with you.
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I’m already gone as we get ready to leave.
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Give me a little more anaesthetic...
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It’s a strange joke, embodiment; so few of us really get it these days. After all, it was just an experiment...
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Churning in the guts of the beast.
I'm not awake and I'm not asleep.
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Special K for breakfast.
I awaken to a dream.
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I crave your kiss that leads me deeper into the abyss.
I make a wish. As soon as uttered, Darkness makes me his.
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Sometimes, crying for attention doesn't have to mean one thing.
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come on down, come on down my little firend
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I go and take another pill It makes me feel superficial
by Norri
5 lines, 2 comments,
on Aug 18 4:29 AM. In Sad, heartbreak, arrow, cupid, sorrow, pain, blood, lose, drugs, depression, oceans
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holding out for something precious holding out for love
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when it takes this much to breathe
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watch the white in my eyes turn to red
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are we destined to fail from the time we are concived
and walk through this life with nothing to belive.
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Please can you all listen to what I need to say
its important, its about what I do everyday
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