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Cane
warping the mind
into a bad rhyme
to make go insane
is the white cane
sugar is what you need
making things so sweet
erasing the way you feel
and now you hide away from real
the more you have, the more you need
your addiction is what you feed
the more you wan't, the more you crave
somebody come and release me
now the power is in your hand
with your devious demand
you'll take away a life today
you'll break away from everything
last to go is your dead soul
as you lose all control
now you live a life of pain
controling you is the white cane
into a bad rhyme
to make go insane
is the white cane
sugar is what you need
making things so sweet
erasing the way you feel
and now you hide away from real
the more you have, the more you need
your addiction is what you feed
the more you wan't, the more you crave
somebody come and release me
now the power is in your hand
with your devious demand
you'll take away a life today
you'll break away from everything
last to go is your dead soul
as you lose all control
now you live a life of pain
controling you is the white cane
Published 27th Jun 2012
| Edited 29th Jun 2012
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Anonymous
27th Jun 2012 5:24am
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27th Jun 2012 9:17am
There's a goodo rhythm that's built up, growing more and more complex in the visuals as the addict decreases in spirit, becoming less and less until the laaast line doesn't even rhyme. All that remains is white, like the end of a movie. A good ride.
29th Jun 2012 8:19am
my bad it rhymes all the way through. i copied and pasted it from my computer and i guess the word cane didnt come with it. my lack of proofreading is at fault. im glad you liked it though
27th Jun 2012 6:11pm
This is not a World that I have ever been familiar with. Thank you for sharing. It builds to a fabulous [anti] climax. A great piece of work.
29th Jun 2012 8:25am
im not familiar with this world either. i wrote whatever words came to my mind and somehow i ended up with a poem about cocain. i have never done cocain or even seen it in person.
29th Jun 2012 4:59am
