Relapse
by argueing with the rain Sep 14, 2006
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Another relapse. stumbling back into the void. nothing has changed. same home, sweet home. dancing with demons. waltzing off to war. defenseless i stand. no weapon in my hand. here on principle, reporting to the firring squad. smoke my last cigarette.my final earthly delight.accepting my punishment. i no longer fear. |
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17 years ago
This one is nice.
I don't think it's as nice as the others.
But it's good.
I still gave a 5.
Take Care,
N-G-C-S. -
17 years ago
This poem could use some work, its a lil choppy and definantly needs breaks. but it has a nice(sad) theme and you can tell wasnt written in 3 secs flat while you were drunk. =]
x.x.Lauren -
17 years ago
by Brisa
It could use some work but i liked it.
