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A Point 2 Call Home

Contributed by whiteleo1984 on Wednesday, 31st January 2007 @ 05:49:22 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

A baby cries in the distance, wanting his mommy.
She can't hear him, won't be able to if she did.
Door closed, dim lights are barely seen,
Bag brought forward as her eyes light up.
This is what she wants, to feel the rush in her veins.
I guess I'm her supplier, her deliverer, cause that's what she wants from me.
Water, cotton, spoon, needle, all that's needed for that high.
30 and 40 units being filled into that point.
Her eyes grow larger as her time comes for that hit.
One second, two seconds, three seconds,
blood and poison mix into a beautiful drink.
One more second, plunger down, vein ready...
Eyes roll back, sigh of relief from her lips.
That's the life she chose, that's the life I live.
I had no choice in the beginning, now I don't care.
I'm back to the old me, and death is calling me home.

Copyright © whiteleo1984 ... [ 2007-01-31 17:49:22]
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Re: A Point 2 Call Home (User Rating: 1 )
by MickeyPigKnuckles on Wednesday, 31st January 2007 @ 07:42:18 PM AEST
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whiteleo1984, with the call of death is heard contained within this poem, how many will gladly join to go home? You have a wonderful way of writing your words of poetry that hit home for sure and I hope that many will read this and hear the words. Thank you for sharing both your awesome poetic literature and more importantly yourself.
Mickey Pig Knuckles

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