Dusty Whight, Decay

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This poem is about drugs Particularly hard drugs Such as Cocain and/or Heroin. Those two particuilar drugs come in the form of a dust wight powder hence the name "Dust wight decay"

Submitted: September 04, 2012

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Dusty White Decay

You find your solitude in dusty wight decay

as you pierce thought the boundaries to make it through the day.

You call yourself a prophet and you build another wall

but your the one beneath it when it begins to fall.

Dusty? Dusty wight decay?

how many minds, how many lives, how many souls ya'

take today.

David James Dottle

Copyright 1995


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