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needle in my veins, in my bed
junkies don't flirt with danger,
we fuck the grim reaper.
boy is a one night stand that
I can't - won't - kick.
the only thing I could ever have feelings for:
love when I got it;
hate when I don't.
that delicious fire
sends me to my knees
and I am left wanting
more.
slam it! rush, numb, ecstasy.
I'm nodding hard and before
I fall out, I hear:
"baby, come back to bed."
we fuck the grim reaper.
boy is a one night stand that
I can't - won't - kick.
the only thing I could ever have feelings for:
love when I got it;
hate when I don't.
that delicious fire
sends me to my knees
and I am left wanting
more.
slam it! rush, numb, ecstasy.
I'm nodding hard and before
I fall out, I hear:
"baby, come back to bed."
Published 19th Mar 2013
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19th Mar 2013 3:12pm
Wow, amazing use of wording and visualization. Love the personification you gave to the drug, very unique. (:
19th Mar 2013 10:27pm
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22nd Mar 2013 3:59pm
"slam it! rush, numb, ecstasy.
I'm nodding hard and before
I fall out, I hear:
'baby, come back to bed.'"
-I love the last stanza. This was a great piece of work.
I'm nodding hard and before
I fall out, I hear:
'baby, come back to bed.'"
-I love the last stanza. This was a great piece of work.
