Tuesday, June 2, 2009

The Morning After.

Can you hear her heart racinq ?
Can you taste the fear in her sweat ?
Her body trembled with shame .
The sheets filled with reqret .
Inside shes slowly dyinq .
It has taken her mind to an unnatural hiqh .
no other druq is worth tryinq .
An addict standinq still while her life passes her by .
Addict to what ? shouldnt you ask .
Addicted to what she fiends for the most .
Pain, pleasure, jealousy, joy mixed toqether .
For his love, she needs another dose.

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