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Give me my chemicals
Written: Oct. 30, 2005
Give me my chemicals
Please don't be my guardian
My judge, my custodial care rent a nurse
Give me my chemicals
The evasiveness you all present
Makes me feel so unnatural
Give me my chemicals
Else I may surmise
To a much more dramatic means of escape
Give me my chemicals
Consider my addiction
My illusion, my devistation, my deception
Give me my chemicals
I am faint I am weak
I am too tired to fight you any longer
Give me my chemicals
Here Now before I get shut-eye
You mainard beotch!! f*ck it - we'll talk again tomorrow.
Copyright 2005, All Rights Reserved
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Thank you all for commenting. Sorry I haven't been here for a while. Life's like that for some, at least for me - get involved, play yourself out, venture on, return. As far as real drugs go, they're gone - even the cigarettes.
boo hoo! -- "I need a new drug" |
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I wish I had some good chemicals...
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| Very powerful and dynamic - almost uncomfortable to read, but in a good way! |
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Comment by: - 2006-02-20 14:50
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| The title is very striking. I did like this part of your poem "Else I may surmise/To a much more dramatic means of escape" |
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| Hey Val, the undermining key: Be thou not intoxicated by external keepers. They will find entrance. |
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