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Here is a poem I wrote a few weeks back. It scratches next to the devil's speech from "Paradise Lost".
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O precious, sweet, piece of drug this is before me here
A grace of life-long ended strong and quickly thus put out.
How so, Father of torment! How I feel thy overwhelming power,
And from this urge you give unto me I know tis this that will free me so.
You long for me and me for thee and that is good and sweetly true.
Look here, you kid and examine what I say. It will do thee well thy know
And put thee on thy way. This precious drug before me still
Is what made me who I am today, of what I am for henceforth and for always.
Teachers who taught thee once before know nothing of the lore of a drug
That does not equate two and two together or place a comma after words,
Though rather gives thee more than that, a freedom, a longing from thy fear.
Murder thee strangely? Such fictitious sounds! This cannot kill thee yet,
Ha! Never would it dare. Take a puff at this, my friend, and find thyself in cheer.
Things will begin to spin for you and clouds will reach your eyes or thee to the skies.
This special drug is here for thee and has thy name printed so neatly upon it
Though look closely, kid, and observe a gentler image of what you are to become.
This skull and cross bones is nothing short of days to come if your lips
Should ever grace upon this drug. But fear not, my dear, for you have nothing to worry.
Precious, sweet and simpler drugs do shorten your time of year.
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O precious, sweet, piece of drug this is before me here
A grace of life-long ended strong and quickly thus put out.
How so, Father of torment! How I feel thy overwhelming power,
And from this urge you give unto me I know tis this that will free me so.
You long for me and me for thee and that is good and sweetly true.
Look here, you kid and examine what I say. It will do thee well thy know
And put thee on thy way. This precious drug before me still
Is what made me who I am today, of what I am for henceforth and for always.
Teachers who taught thee once before know nothing of the lore of a drug
That does not equate two and two together or place a comma after words,
Though rather gives thee more than that, a freedom, a longing from thy fear.
Murder thee strangely? Such fictitious sounds! This cannot kill thee yet,
Ha! Never would it dare. Take a puff at this, my friend, and find thyself in cheer.
Things will begin to spin for you and clouds will reach your eyes or thee to the skies.
This special drug is here for thee and has thy name printed so neatly upon it
Though look closely, kid, and observe a gentler image of what you are to become.
This skull and cross bones is nothing short of days to come if your lips
Should ever grace upon this drug. But fear not, my dear, for you have nothing to worry.
Precious, sweet and simpler drugs do shorten your time of year.
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I write stories for the most part, so I hope you all don't mind loooong posts!
~May Queen


