I don't want to die living in a high-rise graveA Poem by fetuspartyYes! Its true. I got the inspiration by a song by Metric.The water was so high over my head I couldn't catch my breath I don't wanna die living in a pool made of your lies The plastic bag pulled so tight that my vision was red I don't wanna die living in a bag of your insecurities The morphine so deep in my veins I can't see straight I don't wanna die being the drug you abuse. © 2011 fetuspartyReviews
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