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[sid] => 52673
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[aid] => mick
[title] => A Heroin Addicts God
[time] => 2004-06-19 00:58:02
[hometext] => ~sad but sometimes true~
[bodytext] => A Heroin Addicts God poor old soul..... stumbling thru the alleyways closing in on an early grave veins bleeding from pricks jesus plays so many cruel tricks eyes twitching from cocaine still not enough to end my pain... chemical father..... throw down the cash to give me my stash sore so high but soon i will crash chemical father and opium mother i love you both like no other i shoot liquid pain deep into my veins laying on the cold streets in the rain chemical father and opium mother herbal sister and bleeding brother the acid cuts deep,my mind is so bleak screw all the answers that i seek chemical father and opium mother molesting minds,unwanted lovers father help me get high mother please dont die your my dealers and soul stealers you are the killers of my mind child of the vial... i am a prisoner of a life i never asked the tears pour thru my child like mask chemical father and mother are not metaphors im lying here on our kitchen floor i wanted to be like you and you wanted the same thru my short years of depression i couldnt kill the pain what i wanted and what i am are not one and the same heroin cannot cure me thru the will of god i cannot be saved here comes fathers needle to steal my soul no father wait! im only twelve years old! [comments] => 6 [counter] => 191 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Vermillion [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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