Best Drug Addicted Poems

He sang sweet songs, sweet needle point lullabies
His eyes were crystalized, their awestruck blackness ate me whole
I stayed mesmerized by his carelessness and smooth complexion
He...

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Hope and despair are partners,
try and figure it out,
passion in an endangered soul
that chose to give me no name.
 
Perhaps she needs none, who knows?
For...

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This month she's a singer
in public lewd and crude
pushed into the limelight
and usually half nude

Next month she'll be a model
a drug-addicted child
in and out of...

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She was lovely, a beautiful kind soul, giving, loving, generous, but also apologetic for being alive.
Her light gray eyes danced and pranced, and her laugh...

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If I hear Gucci Gang one more time I'm going to go insane
I went from being a tortured poet, to a music artist's music leaving...

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If you keenly gaze upon the world of today,
you'll realize we're existing in a world where the things
you care about have been thrown out of...

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They laid her in a tomb, only the bagpiper and I.
The Scotsman, with his pipes, played a dreary dirge,
I stood tall, no tears just intense...

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I should be with playing with my sister, on our bikes in the park.
Racing around and playing games outside, coming home just on dark.
Instead I'm...

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Drugs dont have rivals, only those into drugs have rivals 
Money in a place of poverty living lonely needing sophisticated money for simple survival
 sitting...

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What do you think happens when you die?
I asked the sobbing 7-year-old.
She could not quit though.
She was in full-blown
keening, wailing,
shoulder shaking,
lip quivering,
keening, and screaming now,
sobbing...

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I’m trapped in the American struggle/ 
Surrounded in the alcoholic drug addicted jungle/ 
In my soul called soul I seem to unknowingly look for trouble/...

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I turn creeping notions straight into crawling nightmares
I lead little lost lambs straight into lion dens
I turn peaceful neighborhoods into ghetto battle fields
I make the...

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Night life 
It all started with a try 
she was young 
Full of energy 
She always love to party
She got lots of Friends
In the streets...

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Zelda Twilight Wishes
             (Credit to game creators of Twilight Princess)

As Link I become...

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Rusty went and put the trash bags with 
Timothy's remains onto the back of his 
1990 black ram truck.  Rusty drove 
throughout the city...

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