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Published: 2006-11-12 17:27:02 +0000 UTC; Views: 3521; Favourites: 85; Downloads: 24
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Crystal meth, crystal methwhite and shiny dust of death
happiness in just a breath
a friendly gift from Mr. Meth
Do a bit, and just forget
leave this world and lose regret
rejoicing in this grand duet
abandon solitude and debt
It's building up, you chase the high
soaring higher, strive to fly
you glance the top, just brush the sky
a glimpse of glee, but fail this try
It ebbs away, you start to fall
crashing downward, losing all
bang your head against a wall
as life returns to its dull drawl
You try again, you won't be beat
craving that euphoric heat
yearning for the high you cheat
pursuing what you'll never meet
Crystal meth, crystal meth
white and shiny dust of death
happiness in just a breath
now you're a slave to Mr. Meth.
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My own super-hero wannabee ,M the Magnificent ,were he foolish enough to use meth to boost his extra-strength, -speed, -agility and -stamina to superlevel, would be able to resist meth's corroding him -for a while. His edgy powers would be soon destroyed, reducing him to human level, and then meth's full destructive effect would get underway.
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Mr meth can piss off now. He ruined my life and stole the only things that mattered. I wish she.d come home but I fear she is lost and now im list without her. Mr meth you bastard you bastard u didnt play fair. U bastard u bastard u took away all that I cared.
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Having lost the great love of my life because she prefers her meth addiction to our romance, this poem was both beautiful and achingly sorrowful---quite an experience to read.
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I really like this one, I like its flow and of course the theme itself! My personal favourite is the beginning and the end, at the beginning it's just a gift and you don't realize the consequences and then kaboom, at the end you're the slave. Ah, the end is just perfect. And considering you wrote it in health class, kudos to you!
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I LOVE this. Your wove your words together perfectly, and it just sounds beautiful, and certainly describes what happens with meth. Good job!
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nice^^ it's sounds to a little bit like a children's song.. of course, not the topic, but....
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You describe it perfectly. I wouldn't change a thing.
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That's really good.
Very true too..
you'll be high, but you can never reaching for the high you'll never get
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good job; i have struggled with meth addiction and you explained it very well
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i love this. it describes it dead-on. you go up and up, and then it's like theres a force in your chest that feels like its about to burst out until you get more. its like it's not even you in your body anymore; meth takes over you, making you its puppet. but it makes everything so perfect. things move in time to your movements, and its like it takes your normal choppy human movements and makes them flow or soemthing.
and the rhyming is fine :]
i have a poem about addiction in my gallery too; but its not that great, since writing isnt one of my strong suits.
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i love this.
it seems like somethin a real meth head would write ha
<3
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Such a sad poem, so true though. "White and Shiny dust of death"
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Such a sad poem, so true though. "White and Shiny dust of death"
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Bravo! It's perfect and the rhyming is just fine! Me likey!
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I LOVED THE POEM.......trust me....thats probably closest anyone can get to describing the fuckin high....amazing work.....i'm ur fan for this....would you mind if i did use this for a metal song...of course not for commercial purpose....u get all the credit....your lyrics......i'm on orkut...as smokey hash. hit me bak sometime..
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So I know I've commented already buuuy, this really is a great poem, you surprised me with this work, it's completely out of your comfort zone. I reread this for kicks and I must say it's one of your best. I really like how simplistic and Mother Goose-like the rythem of this was. I enjoyed reading it and I hope to see more with this sort of power and meaning behind it. YAY PAIGEY !!!
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completely.
although i think the line "rejoice in this grand new duet" is good the line that follows is kinda shakey. to me. but i like it, its deliciously creepy!
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Hm... It's very lovely, that's for sure. For some reason though, when I read it I imagined a little girl (seven years of age) dancing and singing. But then again, that's might just be me and the fact I'm lacking sleep.
xD
<333
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That's surprisingly the kind of feel I was going for.
People see drugs as these harmless little things that just make you feel better and they don't see the consequences of what they're doing.
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Well then.
^-^
Awesome job.
It's a very purty piece. and I lurb it.
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wow, this is amazing, I really love your imagery, you know how I feel about drugs and this is definatly a accurate discription of adiction.
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rejoice in this grand new duet
that line just sounds awkward - try taking out the 'new' - i dunno just something i noticed while i was reading - it seemed to stop the flow and rhythm of the poem
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yeah, that line bothers me too... but thanks for the help, i hate it when people are just like "good job" and they don't say anything useful
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hahahahahahahaha thats the one you started saying at tessa's house friday! hahahaha XD oh paige, i love you.
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Nice, it sounds like it'd be a rock song or something. I like it! ^^
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