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BUZZKILL
By Silent_Raven
Buzzkill
My only audience
Are the voices in my head,
My last relief
Scribbled down in inkblots.
The pills all fade away,
Their dying kiss a touch of pain,
And once again
This feeling of intoxication.
Their magic numbs my mind
Relaxing thought
Until I can’t feel my skin anymore.
But all too soon
Their nagging pleas collide
And I’m left empty once again,
Addicted.
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Copyright 2003 Silent_Raven
Published on Monday, May 26, 2003.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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A former member wrote:
i know exactly how u feel, thanks alot for commenting on my work ur work is deep and beautiful.-freak
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A former member wrote:
shit.....I'm in that exact same place now...and lets be honest...have been for some time...but everntually i think that we will both overcome it....yep
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On Monday, May 26, 2003, Midnight Phoenix
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wrote:
I wish I could think of something deep and meaningful to place in these comments, but for some reason the word "neat" is the only descriptor that comes to mind after reading this piece. :)
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