Druggy Poems - Poems about Druggy

...Sorry, T.V., I got another screen to check-out. Sorry, my bodily heart, but I have another hobby To ruin you until death do us part. Sorry, my friends, but I got a new addiction. (And your in......

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...Colored pink, She waits, Shivery, blithely, Aesthetically, You could say— Low fidelity. Colored pink, The milk She drinks Misses and falls Everywhere. Beautiful, a Mountaintop Piercing......

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...You’ve got urban fake thugs selling certain fake drugs mixed and corrupt taking money from mugs mix it with a prescription sold as a false description but it's just the way of the system bl......

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...My mind goes through all these stages all these mental rages it's a lost book with hidden pages Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas every drug done they call you courageous this is a timeless past t......

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...In the blink of an eye the time passes so fast it flies by Define time Lives a ***** then you die Eye of the storm watches over my lifestyles fate In dire straight bathing as the holy water wa......

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...OD to dose after dose white powder all over clothes a druggy dream dying in your sleep but you cant scream so many drugs that pollute the scene have to keep coming for the everyday fie......

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...Labelled a conspiracy nut because I don't believe mainstream media. Labelled a terrorist because I think my government lies. Labelled an Anon because I agree with most their points. Labelled an an......

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...We went to Spain with a pot head the son of a good friend of ours, our families travelled together towing caravans driving for hours. Our son was the only one with us, they took their own son,......

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...Deaths too soon. Abandonment of my shoes Taken off my feet to walk the street alone. Sharpness cuts through, bleeds. I groan. Painful memories won't leave me and I Relive the pain that made me......

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...I want the sun on its static day I want the blue wavy reverb of heaven sounds in my ears tremolo everything Want back those few London nights want them back like smack wants the vein of her mos......

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...wide awake my stomach aches-thinking again will this ever end wishing to be i the druggy hallways-to drown my cries not caring i almost died-so wrong and not right my thoughts their hard to......

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...The incongruity sparkles, dirty diamonds in a drain, With hackles rising, lips drawn back, in lemon peeling pain; A psychodrama stage of sleight springboards the stupid head, “I know,” she thinks,......

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