Cocaine

Cocaine

A Poem by Emily Irene.
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Not autobiographical.

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Give me some temporary insanity,

packaged in a vial.

Give me some temporary insanity,

white zombie dust on the brain.

Give me some temporary insanity,

up all night and crash all day.

Give me some temporary insanity,

please,

give me some temporary insanity.

© 2009 Emily Irene.


Compartment 114
Compartment 114
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I think that this should be extended.
Sometimes, short works wonderfully. But I didn't feel that there was enough here.

Especially being that its mostly a repetition.
I like the general concept though.

Posted 15 Years Ago

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Emily Irene.
Emily Irene.

Saint Louis, MO



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Name's Emily and I'm 24. I am a girl made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions. I have had chronic pain for more than fifteen years. This means I have taken more narcotics .. more..

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