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Strung Out and A Lit Cigarette
Relax.
Drugs course through collapsing veins
Euphoric just like heaven
Sparks of a lighter;
Nicotine fix
See the calm coagulate
Filthy spoons, familiar syringe
Powdered table tops
Burned the carpet floors
Curtains drawn
What is the sun?
Lampshades, the dimmest light
The crimson glow as ashes grow
Head thrown back;
Sigh.
Inhaling the last line
Track marked, scarred
Smoke clouds upon exhale
A chair that never moves
For a junky can't take change
Drugs course through collapsing veins
Euphoric just like heaven
Sparks of a lighter;
Nicotine fix
See the calm coagulate
Filthy spoons, familiar syringe
Powdered table tops
Burned the carpet floors
Curtains drawn
What is the sun?
Lampshades, the dimmest light
The crimson glow as ashes grow
Head thrown back;
Sigh.
Inhaling the last line
Track marked, scarred
Smoke clouds upon exhale
A chair that never moves
For a junky can't take change
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