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ForeverMore

Contributed by InfinitePoet on Sunday, 22nd May 2011 @ 04:40:17 PM in AEST
Topic: drugabuse



fOREVERMORE
by: BaByGirl
May 2011

I don't know how i'm even living life,
I can't call it living anymore,
I used to be good at being a
Whore,
Now i'm A junkie loser, only
concerned with how i'm going to
Score,
i've faced so many closing doors,
Bruises,Trackmarks, Scars and
Sores,
Intraveinously,
Remorse free,
I'm murdering my inner core,
I might not get right again,
before i'm 6 feet under the floor...

Mirror reflects A face that not even
A year ago No Man could
Ignore,
Now, without A million
I could never be truly adored...
So focused on my next Fix
Whatever it takes,
I handle it so
Ignorant, so Bold,
No more eager excitement,
No more Fear,
Same Grimey Foolio's,
Same corner, years of
Dealing there,
with their boxers hangin out
from their Gun Heavy,
Knee saggin drawers,
I've become almost
Bored,
I'm a Lost Soul
Missing Person,
to have me found not
one soul I know would
even offer a 20$
Reward,
I've Growled and
Whimpered and
Roared out to the
Lord,
but all along I knew he
was keeping Score

Web Weaving, Decieving,
Society's Infection..

A Disgusting,
Derelict,
Junkie,

FOREVERMORE...........

orig author
orig work
est may.22,2011




Copyright © InfinitePoet ... [ 2011-05-22 16:40:17]
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Re: ForeverMore (User Rating: 1 )
by desciple on Sunday, 22nd May 2011 @ 05:07:37 PM AEST
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soulful and beautifully written...


Re: ForeverMore (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Sunday, 22nd May 2011 @ 08:48:15 PM AEST
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Such good writing but very, very sad.
I'm sure it took a lot of strength and energy to write this. I've seen folks around that I knew they died from the addiction. I do know that it just takes a super natural touch from God to heal totally. God is luv.
I will continue by keeping you in prayer daily. Sometimes we just have to lean on some body else's faith.
Take care of your self and please keep writing. I'm sure you know that in writing comes healing.
Big huggs, luv, blessings,
emy


Re: ForeverMore (User Rating: 1 )
by dbl0jen on Sunday, 17th July 2011 @ 05:38:40 PM AEST
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Back sliding is something that nearly every junkie can relate to. But not something that can't be overcome. Believe it. Your vision of yourself is what determines your course.




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