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    dots Submission Name: in corners of the rooms of foolsdots

    Author: strangeling
    ASL Info:    22/M/Tx
    Elite Ratio:    2.94 - 58/82/59
    Words: 308
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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       i used to be an addict, well i guess i still am.
    but i don't shoot no more, i havn't in over six months.
    i feel good most of the time.
    but i think about what i qwas every single day
    we can never forget.
    and you can never really go home again afterall
    thanks for listening with your eyeballs

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    dotsin corners of the rooms of foolsdots

    since back when his arms was still gold
    tracks blend in
    it's so cold
    when his hands shook
    too hard for the set to hold
    and the pallor
    his face paled by comparison
    in the stories we told
    as childeren
    i was so bold
    hittin in hidden
    bathroom stalls at taco bell
    an employee's scold
    my only goals was pussy and a stamp to hold
    or three or eight knowin how habits grow
    so filth so torn so nearly killed
    my life my time my type my crime
    cookin in hold up spots
    in houses where the floors had holes and rot
    i found it so beasutiful
    when the blood twists in an intricate spiral when i gained purchase
    it didn't roll this time
    but then again this may be the last
    but i love the design
    this aint somethin to share
    a fiend never pass
    on the nod
    passed out in the cigarette burns
    the worm turns
    and i was so lost
    a slow learn
    turn it up
    so i can hear it with my eyes closed
    life is just like a blindfold
    when time slows
    and that sinking feeling
    right before the itch
    throw another bitch out
    walk through another ditch
    my life is still fucked up
    i'm still a mess
    still a piece of shit
    just a wreck
    but never again will i touch that shit
    i still got scars
    my hand still shakes to kill the charm
    my tattoos cover most of the harm
    and my marks are really words
    tell the tales first to worst
    from verse to the burst
    when i nearly popped
    almost never really stopped
    and my heart nearly drops every time i hear the word
    every time i think about this little life i dont deserve

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      I don't even know how to put into words how much i enjoyed this. I'm sure it's hard to live through that type of thing but your words are so compelling that i couldn't stop reading. It flows and draws such a picture in a persons mind who has been through similar things. This was an amazing piece absolutely amazing!
    | Posted on 2008-01-27 00:00:00 | by silentpoison | [ Reply to This ]

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