Heroin NEED CRITIQUE/ADVICE I had a dream that I shot Heroin; I was floating through Time and the World was all mine shit the Rush was a crime, all I'd Remembered just intenser, and Between the rolling in my Bed from the Glory in my head I nodded that She loved me, that we Kissed and she hugged me Asleep on my body till Morning couldn't worry for Surely she'd hold tightly but I woke up alone, And looked at my phone; Not a word from her, Several from a dealer.

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Exhale If Only We live together and hardly talk and It’s mostly my fault cause I Push you away like it’s Only today and there’s Always tomorrow to fix any sorrow. Exhale, if only. And we’ve an ocean of differences, We could sail it all day, but we’ve Already plenty of trouble in All of the tenses and not enough Time to climb today’s fences. Exhale, if only. And I’ll stand at your coffin and No tears will fall cause I’ll Know this was softened cause I’d told you this all and how much I love you before death was installed. Exhale, if only.

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Midday, Midnight It was late one night after Days without sleep when her Body caved in and her Mind couldn’t keep so she Let darkness seep and Finally dozed off, alone in a Concrete box, her Back against the wall and Body curled Into a ball. Fires blazed in her city and men Shouted with anger between Bursts of gunfire like Death’s bloody choir, and amidst All of this she was Sleeping, harmlessly sleeping When a wondering soldier Chanced quiet upon her and Raped her and shot her and Ran to hide behind his State-funded armor. And just as she Died, noon in our time, we Stumbled out of beds to Begin again our days and Criticize potheads while thousands Died under a revolution that Ended in tortured, bloody shreds.

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Tale Of A Fly Or #life From The Sky She’s spinning, quietly spinning into The night, and she crawls with Elegance from string to string to Unite them all in subtle sight. She works without light, driven Sweetly by spite, and she’s Spinning, quietly spinning into The night, and spinning so Precisely, so knowingly and Decisively for she knows that Enticingly is the only hope for Liveliness tomorrow night. So She’s spinning, quietly spinning into The night. And on dawn I see her Work, it’s a beautiful lurk, and I Know those strings are lies but they’re Sparkling in my eyes and I Want them to be true, but they’re Lies without virtue, but they’re All I’ve ever wanted, and She knows it, too, so I pursue, and she smiles and Ties me in our fantasy, And though in lies, at least I died happily.

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Happiness Eve Chew, swallow, and breathe. They'll take the pain away and Reality will sway as you Let your mind at play without Fear or dismay or fucking Sense of the day. But the stones are Decay, and decay what they Touch, and they're touching Your soul, and you're Losing your whole, and you Know this is true But knowing Hurts too, so just Subdue the pain, just Chew, swallow, and breathe, and #depression will leave, and Sure it's naive, but it's Happiness eve.

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