Laughing GasA Poem by Emily Irene.older.This familiar feeling is pulling me under. It's grasping at my muscles and weaking my grip. I'm going to sleep now. All for one more try at this. One more try at eternal happiness. © 2008 Emily Irene. |
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Added on November 15, 2008 AuthorEmily Irene.Saint Louis, MOAboutName's Emily and I'm 24. I am a girl made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions. I have had chronic pain for more than fifteen years. This means I have taken more narcotics .. more..Writing
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