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WHAT A MESS
I'd be lying if I said you kept me sane...
Though every drink now is liquor.
The cigarette smoke is thicker.
The heroin works quicker,
and I'm bleeding out a river.
Though every drink now is liquor.
The cigarette smoke is thicker.
The heroin works quicker,
and I'm bleeding out a river.
Published 20th Jun 2013
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All those things that slowly,and eventually,destroy us, just seem that much more 'rationalized'...that much more satisfying, and "enjoyable" when the love of our life is tainted and toxic.
A lethal lover has a way of dragging us by the hand---though invariably willing--just until our toes hang over the edge of insanity,and then letting go...just to hear the sound of our screams as we plummet into blackness!
Short, but with a powerful meaning. Thank you, my friend, for creatively sharing this insight!
Sioch`ain leat,
Enchantress
A lethal lover has a way of dragging us by the hand---though invariably willing--just until our toes hang over the edge of insanity,and then letting go...just to hear the sound of our screams as we plummet into blackness!
Short, but with a powerful meaning. Thank you, my friend, for creatively sharing this insight!
Sioch`ain leat,
Enchantress
