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The Glorious High


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[FONT=Arial Narrow][COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1]Colours dance in front of my eyes.
Vivid colours, dull colours, every colour of the rainbow.
The world shines like chrome, glinting like coins in a fountain, exciting my senses.
But no! the colours are fading!
The world has become dull.
Reality hits me.
I sob into my sleeve.
My inner elbow hurts.
I pull up my sleeve and view the bruising.
Yellow and purple, black and blue.
Pricked more times than a pin cushion.
All in search for the glorious high.
That sickening, disgusting, glorious high.

I view the degradation around me.
No colours dance in front of my eyes.
All is dull, dirty and broken.
No rainbow, nothing exciting.
Just discarded clothes, empty plates.
Syringes and stolen lives.
And a child.
She is small, running naked and care-free.
Not seeing the degradation.
Not seeing the dirty dull and broken.
But seeing the world as beautiful.
She also searches for the glorious high.
A beautiful, natural, glorious high.[/SIZE][/COLOR][/FONT]
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[size=1][color=#800000]When I first read this, granted it was 5 minutes after I woke up, I completely missed that it was about drugs. Which, upon reading it a second time, felt rather embarrassing ^_^;[/color][/size]

[size=1][color=#800000]My initial reaction was that it was about life. When you are young there are so many pretty colors, so much to explore. It's exciting and innocent. You don't care about falling and hurting yourself, because you cry a little and the pain is usually comforted away.[/color][/size]

[size=1][color=#800000]Whereas when you're older, the colors are faded. You've passed that stage of being amazed and enthusiastic about life. The scars may have healed up, or they are open wounds that still bleed and there aren't enough kisses in the world to make the hurt go away.[/color][/size]

[size=1][color=#800000].... That is, if you get a hit of stuff that isn't clean. >__>[/color][/size]

[size=1][color=#800000]It's nice to be able to read a poem in more ways than the obviously intended one.
Very nice poem, CrH ^_^[/color][/size]
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