Poems by Rose

Confession of Guilt

Mr. Police Man, please arrest me
I'm walking on the streets
High
In slow motion, everyone
Hyped multi-color, everything

Officer, Sir, slap the cuffs on
My mind's been buzzing
Intoxicated
Birds are singing just for me
As smiles are all I see

Doctor, don't bother treating
I'll go back to my fix
Soon
Addicted I am as it is
To his kiss that did this.

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