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A Poet
Poems
Apr 2017
Snow Angel
Black lips and powdered noses,
Dilated black eyes, like a cat stuck in heat.
Ride the train where madness and ecstasy meet.
What are we waiting for?
Years go by,
full to thin, teeth to gums.
Blood so thin,
black asphalt cardboard lined bed.
blood drips, burned brain
snort it away
your soul is sold
*Sweet Snow Angel
#death
#drugs
#laugh
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