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my body is a temple
Contributed by
gusbarney
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Friday, 14th August 2009 @ 04:04:35 AM in AEST
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MiscPoems
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my body is a temple and this temple lies in ruin in the corner of the island that is me,
broken glass is on the table, red wine has stained the carpet, powder residue far as the eye can see.
Memories of a night forgotten passed out on the floor, there are blood stains on the carpet, there is vomit on the door,
there are holes punched through the ceiling, theres a TV in the pool, next to the desk lamps from the office and the old wooden bar stool.
This temples full of substance, and not the noble kind, toxins course through blood lines poisoning the mind
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2009-08-14 04:04:35] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: my body is a temple
(User Rating: 1 ) by orphani on
Friday, 14th August 2009 @ 12:04:21 PM AEST (User
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very graphic characterization of an individual commiting suicide by indirect means
i love the poem but hate what it represents.
death!
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