Rage the night, light that pipe till it’s dark and your mouth distasteful with the flavor of burnt carcinogens finally puts it down
Rage the night, take more than last time just to try to feel as if it were your first. you’ll never see it again, you’ll always chase that high
Rage the night, and by the time you wake up drug craven again, give in.
I don’t know why my body has given in, all i am certain now that by nighttime, i will rage.
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Author:
crystalmethod (
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Comments2
Rage against the light. That is the light on my pipe. A fun read
Rage, rage and rage..and must go on…nice write
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