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Crim VS Brenda

Some of you here know me only as Crim  
a tough lady off the streets  
paid some hard prices there  

loving the smell of tar heroin  
cooking in the morning  
making me gag in anticipation  
 
of my next fix  
then hitting the ground running  
time ticking the dragon breathing down my neck  
 
climbing into strange men's cars  
off to the motel it didn't matter  
cos Crim is an evil bitch who loves it rough  
 
so when they pulled my hair  
or fucked me hard in the ass  
I got off with the most sinister of men  
 
sucking their cocks  
squirting all over my juicy breasts  
awaiting that sweet cum on my tits  
 
cos that meant my job was done  
and I could get down to my real pleasure  
shooting dope  
 
cooking it, loading the rig  
waiting for it to register  
and slam, release riding the elevator all the way down  
 
into oblivion's arms  
then off to next man  
dope is a demon with a gaping maw  
 
always demanding to be fed  
a beast, a task master  
fuck, shoot dope, wash and repeat  
 
then came the Methadone days  
hazy days that I can barely remember  
I came to love that demon too  
 
no longer fucking for cash  
I became a zombie lost in the fog  
it made me crazy in the end  
 
all the damage i'd done  
strapped to a table  
poison dripping into my veins  
 
these were the lonely days  
Crim had deserted me  
I wasn't tough anymore  
 
screaming obscenities to hell  
Crim's parting words were come  
get this bitch before I rip her in two  
 
as I lay there struggling with my restraints  
pissing on myself because the docs didn't give a shit  
too afraid of me to let me up I guess  
 
Brenda is the tender side of me  
who still takes shelter in Crim's shade  
like a butterfly struggling with it's cocoon  
 
I am trying to emerge  
but I still like to drink  
love sex rough and dirty  
 
i'm trying to find myself really  
on this trip this journey  
it's led me many places  
 
made me who I am  
 
 
 
crimsin
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
Published | Edited 4th Oct 2013
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