Liquid Bliss

by Dana   Jul 25, 2006


Syringe,
stuck in the arm.
Liquid bliss entering,
blood and arteries hardening.
The possession of a lost soul, perfect
breeding grounds for the lost venom.
A lost identity,
Thank-you to the
Syringe

** Criticism welcome with open arms..please!**

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  • 17 years ago

    by Leanne

    Greatly written, short and meaningful just the way i like them, vocab used was great too 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Jenni

    This is very short, but it is very powerful. i cannot think of words to describe how much i enjoyed this poem, so instead i'm just going to put 5/5 [:

  • 18 years ago

    by Polly

    Wow, a very powerful poem! you are good at that type of poem, you write them with such a good choice of words and they flow really well. I think
    supergirl's suggestion of liquid bliss would be a good title. Take care
    Polly 5/5

  • 18 years ago

    by xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex

    Not too bad at all... A lot different from what I normally read, but I really liked it... Great job.

    xDarkSuicidex 5.5

  • 18 years ago

    by Socks

    Wow, so short yet so meaningful. ITs absolutely amazing..

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