Ritual abuseA Poem by Wraith.
Catharsis
Drifting in a haze glittering doom head droning out of consciousness Heaving in volumes This is my ritual abuse hear me now if you ever do Closed eyes Rocking gently to white noise Static madness Treacle upheaval
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1 Review Added on July 29, 2015 Last Updated on July 29, 2015 AuthorWraith.warwickshire, United KingdomAbout“I have absolutely no pleasure in the stimulants in which I sometimes so madly indulge. It has not been in the pursuit of pleasure that I have periled life and reputation and reason. It has been.. more..Writing
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