night court after breakfast
By Sealed Identity
These pills
they are my revelation.
The start
to my revolution.
The end to my internal war;
one that scars me eternally.
Branded on my thoughts,
played out through my actions.
What's condecending is
the same pills that saved my life,
stole my soul.
Unauthorized Copying Is Prohibited.
Ask the author first.
© 2007 Sealed Identity
Published on Saturday, January 6, 2007.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Sunday, January 28, 2007, Mari
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On Saturday, January 6, 2007, Aunty Depressant
(423) wrote:
Eeek...too often the reality...hopefully retrieval comes your way...it can happen;)
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On Saturday, January 6, 2007, LOKI
(161) wrote:
Damn this is awsome.The last two lines really stand out to me.Good write
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A former member wrote:
Totally felt this.. Great title