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I've posted this before.
I just re-did it. I like this
version way better. Though
I wasn't actually on anything
for rewriting it.
'Gone Again...'
Teeth go numb, the pain subsides.
Now the wait till the rush arrives.
Once again on this lonely trip.
To the place I used to enjoy.
This pill endused rush.
Now seems to be all I can trust.
Rushing around. Can't seem to find solid ground.
Poor mans coke, is what they call it.
******** it's name, I just know I want it.
One last ride on this energenic thrill.
For this was my one last pill...
 Bedroom Whore · Tue Feb 26, 2008 @ 04:42am · 0 Comments |
