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Feed The Junkie
Contributed by
Amanda_Interrupted
on
Wednesday, 18th January 2006 @ 06:15:02 PM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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She was born in Germany
Cyanide in her alphabet soup
Feed the junkie
Play the victim
And make mockery of tragedy
Time flies
And she stays still
The blood of the innocent
The white foam of the tortured
The Germans always do it better
Panic, the familiar peace
She feeds off the white foam of the tortured ones
Injured never felt so good
Satisfy the fiend
Germany, you've made such a title
A monster syndrome
Babies succumb to the junkie
I'm afraid
I'm sure I saw the young have red eyes
Feed the junkie..
Germany's child
-Amanda Bentley
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2006-01-18 18:15:02]
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Re: Feed The Junkie
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 18th January 2006 @ 06:31:30 PM AEST
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Wonderful writing Amanda on Tragedy. Reminded me of the book, When in Germany, Do as the Germans Do by Hyde Flippo : D Raquel Leah : D
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