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Cigarette
Contributed by
Prism
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Wednesday, 20th January 2010 @ 10:29:36 AM in AEST
Topic:
drugabuse
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Concealed, the thirteenth trump,
growing stone of burden,
feigns relief with shrewd lies,
that Sisyphean task,
to doom with endless loops:
death inhaled, life exhaled...
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Re: Cigarette
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 20th January 2010 @ 03:06:57 PM AEST (User
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Can i bum a smoke? |
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Re: Cigarette
(User Rating: 1 ) by spud on
Thursday, 21st January 2010 @ 07:25:18 AM AEST (User
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Hi
''death inhaled, life exhaled ...''
Like that line - just about sums it up.
Tommy
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Re: Cigarette
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Friday, 22nd January 2010 @ 04:34:48 PM AEST (User
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Well written with great lines, nice.
"feign relief with shrewd lies"
I like that. |
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Re: Cigarette
(User Rating: 1 ) by Prism on
Sunday, 31st January 2010 @ 02:41:39 AM AEST (User
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I showed this to my friends the other day and they were rly confused about the first line. The thirteenth trump is the card of death in most tarot card decks. |
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