Cocaine Poem by Aaron Myers
Cocaine
Rating: ★3.3
There's a fine line between who I am and who I think I am
It's powdered white and disappears everytime I see my reflection.
It separarates my head from my heart.
But at the end of the night they battle it out,
A fight to the death, bout after bout.
But there's no real winner, just a battered heart and a battered mind.
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4/23/2024 3:10:16 AM # 1.0.0.1119
slickly written. well done, take care.