Dec 30 2010

Addicted Much?

Published by at 7:18 am under emo Poems

So it came back bad
Like a slap
My addiction
Thats known to others as an act
But how can it be?
When i want NO ONE to know
Its what i sickly love doing
Its both a friend and foe
I need it like air
No kidding, i do
It calms me and keeps my cool
So these feelings can keep at bare
Some call it sick
I call it art
Believe me, i’ll stop when i want
I know, you know
This is way better
Then the end of a beating heart

This post was submitted by Drella28.

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5 Responses to “Addicted Much?”

  1. hannah bananaon 30 Dec 2010 at 5:15 pm

    “absoulty beautiful” 🙂

  2. adminon 30 Dec 2010 at 5:20 pm

    Great Indeed

  3. Drella28on 30 Dec 2010 at 9:18 pm

    aw thanks guys<3 ^_^

  4. Karmaon 07 Feb 2011 at 10:16 am

    =] wow.. this is amazing. a poem doesn’t have to rhyme.. just makes sense. you’ve inspired me, Drella <3 thank you

  5. pixieon 26 Apr 2011 at 11:51 am

    art? u call it art?
    to each their own, i suppose
    great poem, though

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