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cokeiq Junior Member
since 2007-08-24
Posts 27 |
Silent killer, stress her unseen face Creeps along the corridor, hides in shadows It feels good, that vodka on a rainy day It also kills Everything kills! Almost laughable, pain like life When it all comes down to … … Money Who would have thought? Those days gone past so quickly Only one thing exist in the adult world Where what works, is good Of hookers and casinos But once upon a time, when she did not dress seductive Alone in the street Better in neon bars, where a bouncer stares menacingly |
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Saunni Senior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 1777West Virginia |
It is awful and must be so lonely there in the words of truth you wrote. Awesome write, whoever this is about but sad in the knowing it fits many.  Sauni |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
An unseemly world, yet unfortunately it exists and is all too real, as you have painfully shown in this illuminating write.  EA |
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