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She
Locked behind Xanax bars; trapped between the ocean and stars
I lie
To rot away the life I have been given; to choose a life of opposition
For Unless one happened to stumble upon a key; I couldn't be, I know not what she
believes, only that through the drugs she sees
Through storms we sailed, across the ocean without fail, with glowing eyes that impale she is sure to turn heaven fro...
Friday 14th November 2014 1:19 am
Addiction
She's snapped all her needles and sits cold and alone
Rocking and sweating, her eyes fixed on the phone
A decision to make; which person to call?
Knowing either way, this'll be the end of it all.
Should she ring home to her mam and dad
And return to the life that she once had?
Be drawn back into the family's loving embrace
Standing at their door with no shoes or suitcase
...Tuesday 7th October 2014 2:44 pm
Anthology on Addiction
The Whole Desolate Day, an anthology on addiction, is currently seeking submissions.
Send one to five poems/prose on addiction Deadline January 15, 2015 Reading fee: $3 Publisher: Little Lark PressPlease find full guidelines at: http://littlelarkpress.wordpress.com/about/
Friday 19th September 2014 1:35 am
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