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Aware of it

Contributed by thezenmonkey on Tuesday, 1st August 2017 @ 01:50:31 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

I numb my /*****/ mind to the point that its dead! I go without it all to find peace in my head! Starving my body to puke up my bloated mind! escaping for awhile every opportunity I find!

Blinded by the darkness i scramble around! I have nothing to play, no card left in my hand! My end is near i sometimes wish it was already here! I/'/ve let go of everything I held dear!
/'/ve got blood to be spilt, my heart has been split! a soul to be sold so bargain your gold! I don/'/t believe in god! But I believe in the Devil! that/'/s for sure!
just one little taste, I always want more! so bring all your gold and raise a toast to the sky so we can get high and see eye to eye! We/'/ll love and we/'/ll hate and we/'/ll try to get by

it doesn/'/t matter to me anymore if I live or I die!

Copyright © thezenmonkey ... [ 2017-08-01 13:50:31]
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Re: Aware of it (User Rating: 1 )
by softerware on Tuesday, 1st August 2017 @ 05:55:30 PM AEST
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Drugs stop time. But it lurks around the corner waiting for us. Tick tick.
Good title! (Its hard to be in denial with a Title like that.)

I ALWAYS WANT MORE! I assure you that the craving for escape never ends --we just learn not to answer the persistent knock.

Life is never as painful as its absence.

Love the poem.

Re: Aware of it (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Thursday, 3rd August 2017 @ 07:47:38 PM AEST
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It is hard to hold on in a castle made of sand
so I understand why you fly high....

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