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Strung Out
Contributed by
acid_lucidity
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Tuesday, 8th March 2005 @ 04:03:14 PM in AEST
Topic:
drugabuse
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this addiction.
fatal affliction,
a childish crush,
on a body rush,
because these ideas pass me by.
but almost never will i die,
permanence slipping,
through my shaking hands.
acid tripping,
only my mind ever understands.
strung-out.
emotional drought,
knowing dearly,
always nearly,
ill be alone in good company now,
ego taking a bow.
poison takes me,
around this ring.
one more degree,
and ill loose control of this thing.
half a hope.
to cut the rope,
sweetly strangling,
slowly untangling,
the frayed ends grow in size,
hallucinations before my eyes.
so ill stay.
with the uppers and the downs,
to the last day.
and learn to live with their frowns.
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Re: Strung Out
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by xxbreathlessx on
Tuesday, 8th March 2005 @ 04:33:16 PM AEST
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| i think this is very well written, although i dont agree with your philosophy (no oyoffense). true your gonna die..but you have a larger chance of dying at a younger age..and with your writing skills,you might never get to live out your glory. mu opinion .anyways awesome write. i love howyou put the emotion so vivdly. |
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Re: Strung Out
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by Bohemian_with_a_pen on
Saturday, 12th March 2005 @ 04:13:56 AM AEST
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| awesome, well done |
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