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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Tapering Off Youthful ambition, combined steel order shout Is enough to break organic, is enough to force you out. Just listening for my orders, pain ignorance my plan Childish delusion, a boy acting of a man. Eagerly awaiting, to the guiding ranks above Trying to smash my patience, give my inner peace a shove. Legs no longer carry me, shin splinters like a twig No hole in which to lay my head, start the pain ladder dig. Time to listen to education, he recommends a pill On the promise no dependence, promise no turkey chill. The thorny hooks did get me, worked their way in real deep Pride takes a leave of absence, stony faced tears do i weep. Opiates, tarnish my soul two decades or more Time to remove my eye lids, to even out the score. This journey wont be easy, the path is cold and long My footsteps are observed, revise the victors song. Inside a rotting tingle, eyes operate point second delay Your in this thing alone, no angel guiding way. Limbs of lead, stomach missing bread Concentration on vacation. . . That’s what the reaper said. Core body temp, stoked like raging fire With icy flesh touch. . . No lustful desire. Nothing to watch, unable to wash, restrictions overwhelming Back of my brain the G.P. Cosh. Isolation and standing all alone, The smiling pictures weep, on the cracked screen of my phone. A lucky man will know, when enough is enough Time to walk the green, no more blind swinging in the rough. Time to put the green bag down. Time to remove the painted clown. Time to face the pain head on. Time to wave the nightmare gone. No longer will i dance to your rat pied piper tune See away your inky smog, evaporate infectious gloom. You may have taken many, history lets us see This is the promised promise. . . Your never taking me.
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