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This is your dread
Your weeping willow tears
You're late for a date with death
He hates to be kept waiting.
Pop some X, your best friend.
Otherwise you can't stomach the situation.
Stop touching me
You scream
Stay silent,
Don't speak
Your dreams are filthy
You disgust me.

Molly
Ms. Mary Jane
Let's crack open a can of coke
You'll never taste the acid
Melts away your teeth,
Your soul
You'll never get another
But who needs another one
When you've got heroin?
Drugs are the lords of the modern era
You can't escape the court
Once you entered
Don't you want to win?
Shoot me up
Dirty needles
Come to call.


Turn away, don't watch this.
No need to see my fall.
— Kyarain, May 13, 2010

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the_fool

the_fool

16 years ago

well, everyone has to have a

well, everyone has to have a hobby. fun read, good flow. don't think the bold font is necessary here, but what do i know. very good. t_f