Array ( [sid] => 186620 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Puppet on a Chain [time] => 2019-11-01 09:04:07 [hometext] => [bodytext] => It feels good
running away
from my shadows
i see every day
it feels good
to kill em
when i/'/m high

It feels good
playing i/'/m in control
on cloud nine
where i can evolve
from this
soul destroying life

But it goes bad
when my supply
starts running
dry
and my body
wants to curl up and die

I feel sick
when my mind is surfing
on waves
of unbearable pain
and my shadows are screaming
for more of the same
all lined up to play
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Puppet on a Chain
Date: Friday, 1st November 2019 @ 09:04:07 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: drone
It feels good
running away
from my shadows
i see every day
it feels good
to kill em
when i/'/m high

It feels good
playing i/'/m in control
on cloud nine
where i can evolve
from this
soul destroying life

But it goes bad
when my supply
starts running
dry
and my body
wants to curl up and die

I feel sick
when my mind is surfing
on waves
of unbearable pain
and my shadows are screaming
for more of the same
all lined up to play
Their Games

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