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Narcotism Poems - Poems about Narcotism


Satan's Apple
...I wonder if God hates cowards, for My sins mushroom near Satan's apple I live and die in my own filth No human or angel treads Near my Mandragora hub Its narcotism excites my senses ......

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Categories: narcotism, addiction, angel, fruit, imagery,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry