In the arms of my friends |
 Oct 6 2004, 04:19 PM
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 creepy heather  Group: Official Member Posts: 4,208 Joined: Aug 2004 Member No: 41,580  |
My skin was numb
And worn to a glove, Silk-like, even; A protective form Laying a warm quilt, After the needle’s hit, The jettisoned wastes Of poppy opium My veins are on fire! Blood and my skin- Shades of lavender My hurt and sins I could not see Where were my friends Because, there stood An angel... I thought for a while As he glared at me Then a woman approached With my graceful, male, friend Both looked stunning Their red lips, on men, Came down on me And I wondered, then— ‘How am I dying, so peaceful here’ “Why am I dying In the arms of my friends’ |
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Oct 7 2004, 06:30 PM
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 Can't have the hand without the cock. Group: Member Posts: 2,481 Joined: Sep 2004 Member No: 50,622 |
niiice.
i like ur beginning the most 
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Oct 7 2004, 06:44 PM
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SOS Brigade!! Group: Member Posts: 2,573 Joined: Sep 2004 Member No: 47,775 |
lovely =P i enjoyed this because i read it very carefully =P
hope to read more of your work! |
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Oct 7 2004, 08:53 PM
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creepy heather Group: Official Member Posts: 4,208 Joined: Aug 2004 Member No: 41,580 |
thanks guys :)
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Oct 8 2004, 02:17 AM
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 Will write poetry for sex! Group: Member Posts: 1,110 Joined: Jan 2004 Member No: 600 |
Nice finish.
Funny how there's an ad for Poppy seeds because of the line QUOTE Of poppy opium Damn those ads that relate to words in the opening post. 
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