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say my name
I'm the last pill
you hate to need
peel back the blemishes
left over
from one too many nights
self mutilated
for god to judge
I was never one to rely
on hippocrates
but the rush
is a holy daydream
I was whiplashed into believing
was the right way
to feel
nights like tonight
I'm the vice
you love to hate
it's was a lot of fun
until it wasn't
Imn a lot of fun
until I'm indifferent
you hate to need
peel back the blemishes
left over
from one too many nights
self mutilated
for god to judge
I was never one to rely
on hippocrates
but the rush
is a holy daydream
I was whiplashed into believing
was the right way
to feel
nights like tonight
I'm the vice
you love to hate
it's was a lot of fun
until it wasn't
Imn a lot of fun
until I'm indifferent
Published 9th Mar 2014
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9th Mar 2014 11:43am
reading you is like getting drunk and having a one night stand... it's fucking awesome but you never know what to say when it's over...
speechless once again, but love the raw beauty of your words.
speechless once again, but love the raw beauty of your words.
9th Mar 2014 12:15pm
the helter skelter, the fairground attraction that knows how it ends - is a ride without pride but compelling nonetheless - love the way your depth and brevity captures light and dark - v.cool writings
17th Mar 2014 6:57pm
Love all of your work... Ive read a lot of poetry on this site and I always seem to come back to you. :)
4th Apr 2014 8:59pm
..echoing my dancedoll up there. I'll borrow Mia's comment....Xo
Pen Love~
Pen Love~
