AddictedA Poem by Nothing PersonalSo what am I addicted to?
Seeds of death, sown in each soul
In the baby, the young , the very old Walk past the streets , do your daily task Can you all feel, life, flowing past? Life revolves mundane , three storied offices In absence of love, Lucy's are paid Can purchased breasts , synthetic kisses feel same O what will I do now, My life's in vain. Why haven't I, taken a tour of the world? Read all those books, Watched all those slides Treasured all those girls, who wanted to be mine Looked at expensive mirrors, praised when I had time. I have an illness , strange and wise Medicine unprescribed , doctors denied Compare a lightning flash to dim candlelight Addicted to life, I don't want to die. © Nothing Personal. January 03, 2011. © 2011 Nothing PersonalAuthor's Note
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55 Reviews Added on January 3, 2011 Last Updated on January 3, 2011 Tags: Addiction; Life ; Death AuthorNothing PersonalTXAboutHi !! I don't fuss too much about sharing a name or an identity. I came across this website and found it to be an interesting niche for writers without distinctive labels. It is a great place to befri.. more..Writing
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