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[sid] => 110458
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[aid] => mick
[title] => BReaTHe iN THe FLaMeS
[time] => 2005-11-27 13:05:36
[hometext] => A little insight to my deadly addiction... the nasty and notorious... dope! Not a pleasant read...
[bodytext] => Deeply inhale the black smoke cloud Forcefully exhale the singeing pains In this hostile field of the most obvious crowds We leave some memorable death stains Expelled from your lungs violently into the palm of your hand Haunting the creases of your worst dreams and fears Hidden beneath otherworldly sights and lands Never safe from the screaming voices of peers The flame is enormous and out of control Heating the candy that changes your body's delicate flow Place the fire of stupidity under the bowl Get your hit, your kicks and wait for the start of the show Your head disconnects from your body in seconds Mind in a million different directions The voices are calling, you keep hearing them beckon You're lost in a world, on this road, with no sense of protection The high starts to fade And in the blink of an exhausted eye Some sort of unconscious sinning of the razorblade Uncontrollably all you can think to do is cry Breathe in the flame, the heat of the fire Cooking the dope in a irratic style Seeping through esophogus with persistant desire Down to your lungs where it stays for awhile The blaze that it starts works its way through your veins The drug is a poison of insanely foreign chemicals, part by part It hooks you like an animal caught in the chains And waits for the crash to release its grip on your rapid heart Just keep breathing the flames and fueling the fire The steady decay is a beautifully painted destruction Hanging in plain view from the telephone wire A feeling you feel of sudden embarrassment and reluction Is it worth the blood, the loss, the side effects? Is it worth the incredible fear? Is it worth the pain or the soul is quickly dissects? Will the sight of freedom and the end be near? Lighter and its flame To the glass and our forbidden dope You're the only one to blame Will there ever be any hope? [comments] => 2 [counter] => 229 [topic] => 66 [informant] => GorgeousXWaste [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => drugabuse )
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