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The Meth for which I live
Contributed by
Chicken
on
Thursday, 7th November 2002 @ 06:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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The wings of the crow
Carry the meth for which I live.
Dark thoughts invade my mind,
I’m so sick and tired of this.
Is there somewhere to go,
Where I won’t have to fight?
This drug that consumes my heart
Now blurs my clouded mind.
As I slip away,
Into the murky depths,
On my lips I taste,
The final kiss of death.
Copyright ©
Chicken
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2002-11-07 18:00:00]
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Re: The Meth for which I live
(User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on
Thursday, 7th November 2002 @ 11:09:17 PM AEST
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I enjoyed reading this
it's different and creative and
dark at the same time
Great write
Keep em' coming
.::´¯`·..· OreO·..·´¯`::.
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Re: The Meth for which I live
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by ginsdance on
Friday, 8th November 2002 @ 11:49:45 AM AEST
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Wow... Andrew... Little dark there bud. Great write all the same though. Talk to you later!
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