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Addiction
Contributed by
Funny_Pants
on
Wednesday, 31st March 2004 @ 01:11:12 AM in AEST
Topic:
drugabuse
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Addiction smells like opium
Cocaine breeds bad cells
Alcohol stains my breath
This may cause my death
The flow and rythm of my thoughts
is like the person I am not
I lost myself in a drug
This re-occuring theme of love
The affective spirits
The smell it merits
The taste; compare it
The feeling; I wear it
like a cloak, a shirt
a tie, like dirt
the worst is first
love is cursed
life is first
it's all a sceme
to end the thirst
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2004-03-31 01:11:12]
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Re: Addiction
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 31st March 2004 @ 07:43:32 AM AEST
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You come across here as though you're speaking from experience, which (if you're not) is rather good, and if you are speaking from experience, then I commend you for honestly expressing your perspective on addiction . . .
"it's all a sceme
to end the thirst"
Well constructed and executed. |
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Re: Addiction
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 31st March 2004 @ 01:17:59 PM AEST
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Nicely done....I liked the way you did this one
LC |
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