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My life
Is like a pin cushion.
It's full of needles.
My mind is rotten
So I just
Stare at the wall
With empty eyes.
My teeth and insides
Are in pain.
I take a screwdriver.
Stab my hand
To distract myself.
Can't feel it.
I crawl to my girl
And kiss her lips.
We had sex yesterday.
She is cold for a week
And she smells strange.
And this place...
I don't remember it.
I vomit
And grab my syringe.
It's empty.
I inject myself with air.
Air is a drug too.
- by The Yapping Maw of Chaos |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/26/2013 |
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- Title: Pin cushion
- Artist: The Yapping Maw of Chaos
- Description: Another nonsense from me, this time about an addict. Have fun.
- Date: 11/26/2013
- Tags: cushion insanity death drugs
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- The Yapping Maw of Chaos - 11/26/2013
- Wow, so many hate votes you guys make me wanna know what's wrong with this one.
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