WINTER FREEZE

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    WINTER FREEZE

    Crystals form in my head
    no I'm not dead
    its destroying everything instead

    Powder dances around my head
    its showing me how
    no its slowing me down

    inject me
    infect me
    feed me the lies
    that make me numb
    that make me free

    so you see
    I'm not the man you thought I'd be
    what you wanted
    well its not me

    I can feed on this addiction
    because its feeding on me
    field restriction
    I pray for conviction
    because its the only true way to be free

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    am2anangel commented on WINTER FREEZE

    02-24-2010

    well written deep piece conveying addictions merciless hold. well done.

    JadedJezzabel commented on WINTER FREEZE

    05-26-2009

    i can relate to this topic too well.....nice way to express the ravages of addiction to the mind body spirit and character of men

    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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