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nowhere fast
Contributed by
DanielleMarie
on
Thursday, 17th February 2011 @ 09:48:28 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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this money can be replaced, but I can not
replace myself on this one. The skeletons
are out and they are trying to take away
everything that has not all ready been
stolen from me. It is tempting me gently
pulling cheese on a string in front of me.
Like a rat I chase it for a bite, one bite
leads to nothing but a trap a trap I placed
myself into. It's always been about the sex
and the drugs, the heavy music blasting
through my stereo pumping into my veins.
I have accomplished nothing but feed my
never ending appetite. There are desires
spinning around my head weaving its
web inside me, like a spider laying her
eggs in my brain. I have no choice but
allow these feeling to be born, and I
drink the whine and eat her after birth.
Lick the blood that is left around my mouth
with an evil grin.
Copyright ©
DanielleMarie
... [
2011-02-17 21:48:28] (Date/Time posted on
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