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Dr. Sober and Mr. High
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Dr. Sober and Mr. High |
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marcel Senior Member
since 2003-03-02
Posts 660az, usa |
Dr. Sober and Mr. High I am a gentle man My touch always brings comfort And my smile has lit a thousand stars My presence brings joy I love to love Live to give To my many friends And even those I don't know My friendliness is infectious My optimistic attitude encouraging When I lead Others follow When I am gone I will be missed. I am a monster My touch always brings tears My smile never happy I live for the next buzz Would die for the last high Self-pity and I are really good friends But addiction remains my best friend We search for answers together Until sobriety takes me by the hand To show me the way But I punch, kick and curse him Until I am close to death Because when I am gone I will not be missed I am something I hate to be A liar A thief A heartless soul But worse of all I am me An addict A drunk A monster. Marcel |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
You rendered this contrast very well, Marcel. There are many selves within us who express themselves alternatively, we are complex. It's somehow frightening, yet we expand in consciousness through all of our different self-expressions. Well done! Love, Margherita |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Fine writing...James |
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GBride Senior Member
since 2009-07-02
Posts 538 |
Oh, yes Marcel you know addiction well. Wonderful!!! |
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GBride Senior Member
since 2009-07-02
Posts 538 |
What, only three comments on this fine well done poem. That's a crime. Up to the top of the page with this one. |
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