My Real Friends

My Real Friends

A Poem by Laura Ex
"

how foolish people are...

"

Wine from a bottle

Makes walls seem closer

Living is pointless

When i've got my pals

They make me die

In a state of togetherness

My buddies, they'll never leave me

They know i'm addicted

And they know no one hears me

So scream all i want

I'm suffocating

© 2009 Laura Ex


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Laura Ex
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