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Your passion pervades,
She presides in Scarlett. 
Claims that it's love,
and calls you, My Darling.
You, know the truth,
yet won't heed a warning,
Only one more kiss,
Mr. Prince Charming.
She is Your True Mistress,
And Rules You, My Darling.  

The eighth Day of Jane,
shaving razor, stained blade.
Hazed fathoms of nothing,
rage through your veins.
You think, your so  cunning,
such a fool, total waste.
Within the grasp of fathoms,
You have chosen too late.
Embraced it, Split the Twain,
Shaving razor, Stained blade.

Trapped in the Nether's,
Fraught endless wander.
You ponder Your Life,
all of it squandered.
Stating, you realize it,
This is finite, No longer.
Your sand has ran by,
Gone beyond the yonder
Insane split the twain
Shaving razor Stained blade


A little explanation.
The catholic cardinal wears Scarlett,
in this case it means the addict's religion. 

Split the twain means that,
the addict is so far gone,
They have separated from reality.

The eight-day of Jane, means, 
they have been high for so long,
they do not know what day it is.

These are vignettes of the
Drug Addicts thoughts.
Thank You All.




H.Elless
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