![]() Fried BrainsA Poem by Susan Michelle![]() This is about drug-use, overdose, and the effect it has on the people other than the user.![]() The floor is still warm where your body was last night while you were smashed. Your brains were scrambled from the pills, or maybe sunnyside-up. A puddle of drool stained the floor while your brain was fried. © 2008 Susan Michelle |
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Added on July 24, 2008 Author![]() Susan MichelleMorgantown, WVAboutI'm a double-major at West Virginia University, concentrating in International Studies and English. I love to create new things and express myself creatively. I love to write creative poetry. I am mys.. more..Writing
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