{"sf1_id":750840,"sf2_id":"beb86NOn","title":"Relapse","author":"eve243","words":46,"posted_at":"2014-08-30T05:56:00.000Z","tags":["Back","Britain","Contemplate","Crave","Drugs","Killer","Long","PLZ","Pain","Rove","Slave","america","butthurt","colors","colours","crazy","english","for","freedom","has","insane","loco","none","oops","spanish","thought"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/750840-relapse","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/beb86NOn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/84/22/84228cab-0375-4cad-ae2e-21fab6d63e92","description":"#7 of Poetry!\n\nYES! This is new poetry.\nIt took a lot of convincing and things to get me to post something once again.\nI wrote this... in the.. middle of Summer? (Which is Winter for you Southern Hemisphere-ers.)\nAlso, hooray for my shortest poem~\nAnyway! This poem should be self explanatory and if it isn't, I'd like you to think about your own meaning! x3\nCiao~","content":"I thought the drugs would take away the pain  \nInstead, it took all I had and drove me insane,  \nDeep within, my freedom has forever been slain,  \nOh how I long for it back, it's what I crave,  \n\nAll I am now is but a slave.\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Poetry!","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/750839-not-a-masterpiece.json"}}