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BUZZKILL

Buzzkill
My only audience
Are the voices in my head,
My last relief
Scribbled down in inkblots.
The pills all fade away,
Their dying kiss a touch of pain,
And once again
This feeling of intoxication.
Their magic numbs my mind
Relaxing thought
Until I can’t feel my skin anymore.
But all too soon
Their nagging pleas collide
And I’m left empty once again,
Addicted.

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On Tuesday June 3rd, 2003, An Expired Member (8) writes:

i know exactly how u feel, thanks alot for commenting on my work ur work is deep and beautiful.-freak

On Tuesday May 27th, 2003, changed_angel (59) writes:

shit.....I'm in that exact same place now...and lets be honest...have been for some time...but everntually i think that we will both overcome it....yep

On Monday May 26th, 2003, Midnight Phoenix (313) writes:

I wish I could think of something deep and meaningful to place in these comments, but for some reason the word "neat" is the only descriptor that comes to mind after reading this piece. :)

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