Vice
By Lexicon
I am plagued by a sickness that cannot be remedied by mere mortals' magic.
Once introduced to vice, the first impression's lasting affect is all too
tragic.
Feeling what I've felt, now knowing, what I do,
There is no conceivable way that I could possibly substitute.
Endlessly stuck, am I, in this swirling chasm of doom,
Longing and loathing for the very same feeling that seems to come too soon.
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Copyright 2005 Lexicon
Published on Wednesday, May 25, 2005.
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"Poetry"
Comments on "Vice"
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A former member wrote:
Very well done, I like the raw emotion of this.
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On Wednesday, May 25, 2005, DarkDruidess
(313) wrote:
I found this completely captivating...
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On Friday, May 27, 2005, Lexicon
(40) wrote:
thank you