Christina, Puff of Smoke
...When we were nine
and yearning, outcasted
I did not understand the bruised
nature of your soul. Perhaps I
do not understand even now.
I remember
how I criticized you for the way
you sang "Twi...
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Categories:
methhead, addiction, angst, change, corruption,
Form: Free verse
Methheads of Mo-Town
...Oh, just live for once in your life.
Oh, just die for once in your life.
Overwrought by confusion and strife.
Overtaken by a magical, mysterious phenomena.
Memory of mad months, memories of unexp...
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Categories:
methhead, death, health, life, sad,
Form: Burlesque