The body’s shaking,
My muscles aching.
Eyes rolling,
The world’s unfolding.
Too much coke,
For my body to cope.
Burnt up bills,
With a bottle of a pills.
People screaming,
My body's heaving.
The dark is creeping,
I feel my body sinking.
One more line,
To make time fly.
Take a rip,
Because it’s our final (death) trip.
Aug 30, 2013
Aug 30, 2013 at 4:38 AM UTC
The body’s shaking,
My muscles aching.
Eyes rolling,
The world’s unfolding.
Too much coke,
For my body to cope.
Burnt up bills,
With a bottle of a pills.
People screaming,
My body's heaving.
The dark is creeping,
I feel my body sinking.
One more line,
To make time fly.
Take a rip,
Because it’s our final (death) trip.
Wrote this my sophomore year at Taipei American School circa 2005.
(c) Samantha Vaughn
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