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by Sam Azam

I have wet dreams and cocaine rise.
Damp socks and glassy eyes.
Left hand fingers and sleeping skies.
Heavy panting and sexual cries.
Messy hair, drug induced hypnotise.
We don't talk about love, just undo our flies.
Intoxicated nights, my reprise.
She fu-cked me slowly and told no lies.
Begin my flatline, it's my demise.

Entry for August 27, 2007

Stupid


it's amazing how you can make me feel soo special and soo stupid

at the same time

and how i can put i love you and i hate you in the same rhyme

and not be lying

or even tryin to win the crowd over

or get em' hyped

see, this is just my life

and the reason i write

is to express how i feel

and right now...right now, i'm ill... (continue reading)

Have You Ever

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Have you ever felt alone in life,Felt no one cared for you?Or been out with a group of friends,And felt alone then too?Have you ever had a broken heart,You felt couldn't be repaired?Or tried to touch somebody with your words,But knew nobody cared?Have you ever needed good advice,But were too afraid to call?Or felt separated from the world,Surrounded by a brick wall?Have you ever been asked about your future,And said you couldn't care less?Or... (continue reading)