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sound,
pounding through my head,
setting me on edge.
gritted teeth,
anger boiling,
running over.
alchohol flowing,
making brains fuzzy,
actions even worse.
drugs are passed around,
killing peoples brains,
manic laughter filters through dark corridors.
blue lights flash,
through curtained windows,
shouts echo in the silence.
people scatter,
leaving the remains,
behind.
i stand still,
rootbeer spilled on pale carpet,
like blood spilled on snow.
- by trishywishy1994 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 08/05/2010 |
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