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Best friend

Hold me in your grip, causeing my blood to wanna ,in my syringe seep
finally I am renewed, this concoction,
leaves me starving but not for food or redemption just more bubbling crude,
Who am I , your friend ,best friend,... we'll pretend anyway .cause I'm a deceiver but I'll spin my spell without regret.
I'm an abuser you are my pet,user friendly, I'm a liar ,and a cheat. But I smell like sweet vinigar , however ,...

I'm schooled in the arts of deceit
I convince you ,you need only me
give in to one taste is all it will take soon it becomes  your only release.
Soon your only partners will be a rig kit and a spoon,
and don't forget good ole
king turniquit he tightens his reign
and from the strain out pops a vein

the warmth tingles all over my bones,
until the demon is allowed in,
you may know. it's vudoo. its a sin.

But this black demon in liquid form will always win, there is no cure,
there's just a loaded rig a full spoon
a cauldron of my own dispair
clinging to excuses. To get comfortably numb.. the bite is exquisite in tortured hands
your spell spun, the vudoo ,black black evil thing ,I won't be that ,it can't catch me..eventually it claims you and a junkie you will be..life ...self respect, your minds screaming now all but dead.
listlessly I lay glossy eyes overcast with greying white film... grey skin from innards rotting and bloated
admit don't breathe for me I was finally flying ,soaring through the earths  molten core. Cause rock bottom
apparently isn't low enough for me.
so I sell my soul for a well , it's pure,,,,

Isn't it  strange how something so dirty could be called pure. Pure pain sure death is imminent decent time varies but it is the only thing that can take anyone down in just seven days.
the one spell once you cast ...
it takes a life of its own, becoming
A sad junkies everything. Best friend
confidante and lover, it becomes your only higher power, as you struggle in it's barbed wire like hold on your soul
As your eyes are aglow shimmering in the fire.watering in withdrawal...
oh do you recognize me yet...?
It's me your oldest best friend ....heroin...I told you from the start..
I always personify the warmest cool..
and doubt it deny it. But truth be told.
I'm the wild fire never to be controlled
I'm the reason human life is bought and sold I'm the darkest lie ever told..
but I am that elixer that deems you a fixer a mixer demons and friends
I'm the liquid you are the spoon I'll have your soul seeping out it's humanity black magic ,I'm the most saught after Dragon .. so come and dance . I am the rig and he a spoon a few points of pure and your souls mine for sure......
Written by diablia363 (Alisha Ranstrom)
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