Poison
Fri, 21 Aug 2009 at 05:31pm
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The poisons changed
And the dosage is different.
Tried to remember,
But it just wasn’t worth it.
Should be happy,
It’s less money spent.
It’s just so hard,
Can’t get rid of that lustrous scent.
Coloured smoke.
Wisps of air.
It fills my room slowly,
Gracefully – like’s it’s not really there.
Relaxed heart beat,
Each breath, without a care.
Turn out the lights
And I’ll breathe my last of this addictive air.
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