Codeine BreakfastA Poem by Lonesome TravelerRed snake of lovers disgust Black rose of disconsolate trust. Heart no longer can feel No longer can love real.
Pupils dilate, mind mutate Read it's tortured stare. touch the void, feel the spin You're to tell the next of kin.
It was her's, so why not yours? join the rotting stench, become not alone, for the first & last time.
You'll soldier on, but not for her; however tempting, however demure. But who knows when, who knows where, You're trapped inside this 'truth or dare'? © 2013 Lonesome TravelerFeatured Review
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3 Reviews Added on January 29, 2013 Last Updated on January 29, 2013 Tags: Suicide, Love, Depression AuthorLonesome TravelerUnited KingdomAboutYoung, British and naive going on cynical. Searching for the right path, and all that mother jazz. " Pass the parcel, sometimes that's all you can do. Take it, feel it, and pass it on. Not for me, .. more..Writing
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