i'm glad i decided not to take these.
breathes of wreckage and righteous abandon.
where's the coffee, the alchemist's brew?
salvation wrought by the beans from brazil
pill-killers intake more and more
the pill-whores reeking of ignorance.
just let the embers cool, the fire's out.
Poetry by Zachary P. B.
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Written on 2007-04-15 at 01:09
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anti-depressants
popping pills perpetually,breathes of wreckage and righteous abandon.
where's the coffee, the alchemist's brew?
salvation wrought by the beans from brazil
pill-killers intake more and more
the pill-whores reeking of ignorance.
just let the embers cool, the fire's out.
Poetry by Zachary P. B.
Read 912 times
Written on 2007-04-15 at 01:09
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