Poems from DigitalPsychosis

Let me write about you and the way I fell, unable to get up. I breathed you in-- my nicotine. But you cake my lungs with your sticky-sweet...
Darkness cloaked her hardened heart, the unease  affecting her every reaction-- 'Til he etched the moon, she could not appease the...
Black music box with an old wooden handle-- burnt out from strikes upon metal. Worn and ruined, used too much Little music box, play a song...
Shall I compare thee to a winter's day? Thou art more hollow and more distressing; Rough winds do shake your meaning far away And empty...
A glance too long in the wrong direction. Addiction seeps into my core. Where is my fix...

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