Cocaine

Reflection on the glass

The only thing it shows

Is a painful re-enactment of a death, that still is owed

Its a tainted little nose,

a failure on repeat

And Fatefully I damn U now

As the hate begins to grow

Trial after Trial

And knowone seems to know

Why I am still a joke

Deserving of the end

While death is stil alive

But still a softer, will,

romance is always still

Know break is given here

No peace from with out

Malignant life goes on,

without a single doubt

Suddenly i waist a smile,

love is still away

Provoked,

O prison

Stop the train

The point is passed,

been over reigned

Now I will Listen to stayAnd value your inmate nameMaybe if I am with U

I could avoid this childish game

Cocaine

Steve Lindsay

Joined May 2008

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