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Angel Dust
by Holly H DunneSugar from fallen angels turns my sour sweet
Crystals falling
Heaven's calling
I soar above to take my seat
Wishing upon every star that someday I won't crave
These snow white kisses
Powdered wishes
But I know I'll always be your slave. 01/10/2006 Author's Note: addiction...
Posted on 01/10/2006
Copyright © 2023 Holly H Dunne
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 01/10/06 at 09:31 PM Holly, your words are beautiful here. Sweet, and so dangerous. Well written. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 01/11/06 at 03:04 AM Lovely to read aloud. |
| Posted by Frank Lee on 12/06/06 at 05:26 AM i'm also a slave to the dust. |
| Posted by Johnny Crimson on 01/29/11 at 01:54 PM I like this, it's as if we have to be nice to our addiction in fear of the aftermath. :) |
| Posted by Timothy Wilson on 06/15/11 at 11:24 AM I like the concept and the way it flows. like reading it kind of makes you hear an attitude. the sound lingers in your head for a while it's cool. way to pin your views on addiction. bravo |
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