A Addicts Fixation Poem by Oi Boi Alec Wade

A Addicts Fixation

Rating: 5.0


false hope runs threw my vains
still the out side world is the same
hot and cold and uneasy demise
when will i realise
this is death
forcing my last breath
but when that filth touches the vains
nothing in this world is the same

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Oi Boi Alec Wade

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