june 27, 2014

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Honey you are a sick, sweet drug
and i am an addict
you are the warm alcohol
burning down my throat
you are the pin-point needle
sliding up my vein
throughout my entire body
you are a little square
that i rest on my tongue
taking me to another world
distorting my visions
and the taste is stuck in my mouth
you are killing me
and stopping my heart
and killing my brain cells
but god are you amazing
and i love you so much
and i cannot stop

//My parents warned me about drugs sold in little baggies on the streets, but never the ones with eyes and a heart beat.//

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