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May 26, 2008
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Junkies Heaven
Crying but no tears, lost to; too many fears,Thoughts twisted to a mind that has crazed,Running back and forth as the family frowns,Sad; their just condescending clowns,
Don’t Judge me, you don’t understand me,But you can find me, if you cared for me,Look behind some pissed stained doors,Seeing my veins ablaze, basting smack;
Yer; ….. Off my face jack, crack smack,Can’t get this monkey off my back,Tripping LSD flipping, as I bleed screamingBeing pumped, humped for a score,So I can buy some more, who’s the fucking whore Watch the blade I don’t want your aids,I have no shame, “That smell, yes it’s me”He’s humping the crap out of me,No time for games,My body aches and violently shakes,Cold sweats enrage, no one cares,But you stare; glaring,Staring straight through mePushing your drugs deeper to me You were suppose to be a fixBut you came with tricks,You have stripped my soulI’m baring all, beyond thoseThat cared, no voices call,I can’t hear bugger all,I crave as you rave,watching me, begging,To becoming another slave, Naked, fair game to savour“John” give me a dollar, whyBecause my gods holler,Turning tricks in slick flicks,I’m your junkie whoreDevoured by your powerCracking my veinsTo fill with your crack,smack, rocks or cocaine, whatever I’m way past shameI’ll grovel on all foursTo taste your wares,Can’t find a vein, going insaneRehab calls I’m broke again,Scored with John, feeling rough,Had enough? No,I just need some more of your stuff, Hep C, HIV, is this the bonus you promised me?Off my head, smoking bread,No doubt I’ll soon be deadHappy thoughts;A cup of tea? “Please”So long as it is laced with speed.I’m deadI’m …….GONE“Pass the Fucking Bong”
Don’t Judge me, you don’t understand me,But you can find me, if you cared for me,Look behind some pissed stained doors,Seeing my veins ablaze, basting smack;
Yer; ….. Off my face jack, crack smack,Can’t get this monkey off my back,Tripping LSD flipping, as I bleed screamingBeing pumped, humped for a score,So I can buy some more, who’s the fucking whore Watch the blade I don’t want your aids,I have no shame, “That smell, yes it’s me”He’s humping the crap out of me,No time for games,My body aches and violently shakes,Cold sweats enrage, no one cares,But you stare; glaring,Staring straight through mePushing your drugs deeper to me You were suppose to be a fixBut you came with tricks,You have stripped my soulI’m baring all, beyond thoseThat cared, no voices call,I can’t hear bugger all,I crave as you rave,watching me, begging,To becoming another slave, Naked, fair game to savour“John” give me a dollar, whyBecause my gods holler,Turning tricks in slick flicks,I’m your junkie whoreDevoured by your powerCracking my veinsTo fill with your crack,smack, rocks or cocaine, whatever I’m way past shameI’ll grovel on all foursTo taste your wares,Can’t find a vein, going insaneRehab calls I’m broke again,Scored with John, feeling rough,Had enough? No,I just need some more of your stuff, Hep C, HIV, is this the bonus you promised me?Off my head, smoking bread,No doubt I’ll soon be deadHappy thoughts;A cup of tea? “Please”So long as it is laced with speed.I’m deadI’m …….GONE“Pass the Fucking Bong”
Comments
poewriter58
17 years 11 months ago
Peter
rider68
17 years 11 months ago
Hi Chrys...........,Rhyme
poewriter58
17 years 11 months ago
Peter
infinite_dwarf
17 years 11 months ago
Peter
rider68
17 years 11 months ago
Hi Jess....Flow?
Rett
17 years 11 months ago
Junkies Heaven
rider68
17 years 11 months ago
Hi Rett
leonard daranjo
17 years 11 months ago
Hi Peter