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no, not this year

by Vikki Owens

i do believe i've lost touch,
i welcome addiction,
i welcome the rush,
and i'll tell you this much...

i have no excuses for what i've become.
i have gone seeking something to numb it,
something to break this ice inside
and melt the fear,
and its a lie when i say i want no trouble this year,
no trouble this year.


Posted on 01/08/2011
Copyright © 2023 Vikki Owens

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 01/08/11 at 11:24 PM

Harrowing and grim but also completely absorbing. Just awesome writing.

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