November 10, 2010
By jake true BRONZE, Brentwood, New Hampshire
jake true BRONZE, Brentwood, New Hampshire
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I see the world as two different kinds of people,
There are lovers and there are junkies,
A junkie craves his or hers drug,
A lover craves to be loved,
The junkies will do anything, for there drug,
The lover will do anything to keep the love flowing,
If I’m a junkie then you are my drug.
If I’m a lover, then no other words can describe you,
Your beauty, your grace. To describer you beauty it would only have poked a hole,
in the surface of your skin with a syringe.

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on Nov. 29 2010 at 5:09 pm
feetwithwings GOLD, Powell, Ohio
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Favorite Quote:
"My stomach had the rumblies that only hands would satisfy." - Carl from Llamas with hats

Nice poem, I really enjoyed it(:

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