Teen Poetry #9 |
Habits of Harm |
unfinishedlife Junior Member
since 2010-03-06
Posts 22 |
So many germs reside on hands Yet none are seen, so habit still Persists. I bite my nails and hands. I know it harms me, makes me ill. I bite, still. Depressant verses stimulant Preferring drinks, alcoholic, To loose the senses, I still can’t Avoid the promises of it. I drink it. I see him daily, work and school. I bite the fruit he offers me. I drink his promises to cool The fever biting leaves with me. Still-- harms me. |
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Chalmette Guy Senior Member
since 2009-03-11
Posts 1257Louisiana |
Hey there, I like this. Good stuff. |
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