rancidity

estrogen aches in my teeth again
detroit pain aussie strain
realize i’m unalive
HEROIN BUT NO BLOOD
IN MY VEINS

crackling fear
out come the wolves
i’ve seen this before
CRACK BUT NO AIR
IN MY LUNGS

float the colours overhead
the bizarre bizaar
crumble humble aliens
ACID BUT NO SANITY
IN MY HEAD

JUNKIE
CRACKHEAD
DAYTRIPPER
is this a brand new zipper
or am i always blue?
trick trick breaking you
stumble in this RANCIDITY

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By The Dying Euphoria

I may not be the average junk addict, seeing as I still have a few things going for me, but I'm a slave to heroin just the same. I'm a sad sight, no doubt, but that's the way life is, and you can't help it. So whatever you do, don't try and fuck with it. I like it when people e-mail me and reply to my posts, so please, speak your mind to me, if you wish. I have a blood, violence, and self mutilation fetish, so I'll spend a lot of time in the Erotica section, posting and reading. I write poetry, and I'll be posting thousands of poems. So please, check for my name often. If I disappear, well, I probably took my fetish too far...