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10/16/2012 2:27:48 AM
poet unknown
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Will i die?
Five pills beside me
Ecstasty
They gave it to me
I had no choice
i was the only boy
Can you image?
The pressure
From girls
Wrapping their arms around you
Begging
Pleading for you to "have fun"
"Come on, just get high...
We already are"
So it was
My thoughts scattered
I couldn't find the strength
"Ok"
That was a mistake
They forcefully tied me down
I know what you're thinking
But it was ten on one
Softball players
Strong shoulders
Stronger legs
I didnt even play soccer
I'm such a pussy
I can't believe how i feel
An hour later the power
Its great
I'm a flower blossoming
The petals of a rose
The spurt
I feel like running,
Jumping,
Touching...
...Especially touching
Sense of touch astonishing
Her leg smooth
I can not describe
Something like that of a pillow
Maybe a cloud
Sight enhanced
Lights flashing
I hope i never come down
I hope i never come down
I hope i never come down
Wait, where did they go?
Why is it morning?
Why don't i feel high?
WHAT THE **** IS GOING ON?
I'm feeling sick...
Running to the bathroom
Open the lid
Head down
Fingers thrust down throat
Oh no, what have i done?
Where's my wallet?
Where's my phone
WHY AM I ALL ALONE?
I was just high a couple minutes ago
Why's the clock read 8...
8AM for that matter
It was just 11PM
Girls
Drugs
Sex?
Now...
NOTHING AT ALL
NOT A DAMN THING
Rage
Fury
The willingness to kill another human being
I feel these all
It hurts, my head aches
My stomach sinks...
It dawned on me
They used me
They knew i couldnt handle those pills
They knew i was weak
They knew i couldnt say no to them
They needed a place
I must have passed out
They laughed as they danced
Around
I was out
Unconscious
The Betrayal...
-Unknown-
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