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Tourniquet
Contributed by
Inevitable
on
Saturday, 18th June 2005 @ 09:53:23 AM in AEST
Topic:
drugabuse
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Her eyes are so damp
She has tears that never stop
And the tourniquet struggles...
to expose the vein
The poison breaks through the skin
with one touch.
All she has to do
is blink away the pain.
Voices pierce the air as she drops the needle and the tourniquet...
Maybe they're screaming for her.
Angels singing
but wanderers screaming
Trails of blood on the floor,
from where the glass shards cut her skin
Walking on shards of glass.
Hair so mangled like the rain and blood
She runs her hands through it and begins to spin.
Lips moving but they do not speak
They do not speak
Unlike the tourniquet,
Which has much to say
Break me
Bend me
Turn me inside me
Listen to the whispers of the poison,
Tourniquet ...come undone
Copyright ©
Inevitable
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2005-06-18 09:53:23]
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Re: Tourniquet
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by Rikki on
Monday, 20th June 2005 @ 11:48:20 PM AEST
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Very good write, I was a heroin addict for a while. whoever this is about, I hope they get help. That needle is the devil.
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Re: Tourniquet
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by carebear_06 on
Thursday, 23rd June 2005 @ 11:47:36 PM AEST
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| good imagery. |
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Re: Tourniquet
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by Tweeky on
Thursday, 24th January 2008 @ 07:47:12 AM AEST
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This is a sad write , but a very good one at that. I took it in and pictured every word in my mind .
Take care
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