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Narcotic Poems - Poems about Narcotic


Natural Soporific Narcotic
Natural soporific narcotic Recurrent suicidal thoughts vaingloriously wend along winding road within windmills of my mind (o'er a death cab for cutie weeknd) yakking, yanking, and yawking zeal becalming this crash test dummy rolling stone temple pilot inxs of maroon 5 plus decades long perdition hellaciously slogging slow as adam and the ants, thru fifty shades of gray's anatomy common weal masterly baiting this motley crue...

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Categories: narcotic, addiction, adventure, age, analogy,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Debating Is My Narcotic
Once upon a time I had great debates with my husband sadly, now he is but a name engraved in stone I miss our discussions both philosophical and intellectual on a vast array of topics happening we would watch the daily news and that always started a wild debating conversation full of difference of opinions and I loved how we could differ...

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Categories: narcotic, inspiration,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Dr Narcotic
Doctor narcotic slinging jellybeans and placebo with one twitch of the wrist, one life goes on the tilt distorting the dream and wrecking the rainbow His red nosed ribbon circling twice around the block most are panning for happy and coming up with silt poppers become...

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Categories: narcotic, drug, funeral,
Form: Rhyme
Harmonic Narcotic
If you try me be warned, this is no little game, I’ll take everything from you, I’ll drive you insane. You started off easy, with just smoking a joint, Oh how the mighty has fallen, you upgraded to a point. The sweats, the shakes, the illusions you’ll see, You’ll have one person to tap hand, they’re courtesy of me. I did...

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Categories: narcotic, death, death of a
Form: ABC
Natural Soporific Narcotic
recurrent suicidal thoughts vain gloriously wend (o'er a death cab for cutie weeknd) yanking zeal becalming this crash test dummy rolling stone temple pilot inxs of maroon 5 plus decades long perdition hellaciously...

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Categories: narcotic, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form: I do not know?



A Musical Narcotic
I rush to the dance floor The first chords of “Night Fever” command it The crowd clamors for more Their sighs of approval demand it The room is bedazzled, hypnotic The pulse sets the rhythm, heart beat, dance feet I smolder in musical narcotic ...

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Categories: narcotic, memory, music, nostalgia,
Form: Rhyme

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