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After Five Twelves of a Circle
Contributed by
ediii
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Saturday, 8th July 2006 @ 03:26:54 AM in AEST
Topic:
drugabuse
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After five twelves of a circle
No more snow means no more lies
She came out then white and sinful
No more lust in dying lives
All the stories, short and simple
entry ticket-single nod
Soul is dead in living cripple
Feeling thirst in circle quad
Eyes filled up with sudden twinkle
Lust and bliss made way through snow
Virgin stained by hero Skillful
Under green-black clouds of blow
After five twelves of a circle
Colors changed the gleeful soul
Lips won't curl up in half full angle
From a journey to a stroll
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ediii
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2006-07-08 03:26:54]
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Re: After Five Twelves of a Circle
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 8th July 2006 @ 07:05:03 PM AEST
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I've experienced the deterioration of otherwise magnificent folks in my life through their use of meth and cocaine ,,, and even death as intentional suicide.
Sounds like you might have some folks in your life "under green-black clouds of blow." Powerful and very deep words of warning. Good work.
wabl
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