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Burn to Bliss
Contributed by
codeofcohen
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Monday, 3rd August 2015 @ 08:57:21 PM in AEST
Topic:
drugabuse
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The Fire
Cascades over ice
When I am troubled
I sit neat
At the bottom of the glass
And the problems soak me
Up to my nose
I am sipped away
Peice by peace
I am enjoyed
By an upper class intellectual
They understand me
They know which parts to palatte
To extract the most useful parts
When the fire is gone
Discard the vile amalgamation
Which now resides
Where I once was
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2015-08-03 20:57:21] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Burn to Bliss
(User Rating: 1 ) by speedy on
Tuesday, 4th August 2015 @ 08:01:41 PM AEST (User
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Great write.
Hannah B |
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