Open Poetry #17 |
weakness |
JamesBowie Member
since 2000-11-25
Posts 252big old Bangor Maine up by the shack |
There are no devils here no demons hiding to perform just a needle poised to deliver the blow I am sorry about how you live for your mother, father, girlfriend no matter whom you wish to blame it is your raisd had killing you It is not from evil addiction rises there is no force working to destroy you just the weakness that comes with sloth a lazy world you set to fall apart |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Not much warmth in this one. Addiction is a cold and lonely street, one usually walked on from those suffering great despair and hopelessness, rather than sloth. Perhaps I misread this? |
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