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Addiction
Take my pen, shoot me up; I need a hit.
My addiction being the repetition of verses, commas and semi colons, all written in cursive
Big deep into my heart; the more pages you turn the more pain you'll learn
Cause I get high off my words, my verbs and pronouns
Onomatopoeia's... words that make sounds
Creativity being the outlet to my reality more like insanity; The bullshit we live in
How do you survive?
I got my pen
My addiction being the repetition of verses, commas and semi colons, all written in cursive
Big deep into my heart; the more pages you turn the more pain you'll learn
Cause I get high off my words, my verbs and pronouns
Onomatopoeia's... words that make sounds
Creativity being the outlet to my reality more like insanity; The bullshit we live in
How do you survive?
I got my pen
Published 1st Oct 2014
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