Bleh with Barry

Random with a cynical twist of lime.

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Platinum blonde dreams

With heroin skies

And cocaine snow.

She floats through

The nightmare of self-

inflicted torment.

Sleeping when the

Need to feed her ravenous

Desires rest.

A road of needle-prick

Potholes travels the length

of her yellowed arms.

A scream in the night.

It’s over.

Still.

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Written by barryr22

February 25, 2010 at 12:45 am

Posted in Poetry

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  1. A truly epic poem. great job

    kseverny

    February 25, 2010 at 6:49 am


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