addiction
Current mood:
Addiction
You fight my loosening grip
that never really lets go
A high that thrusts me up
then hurls me down
left battered & maimed
Nothing else feels like this
hedonistic & raw
rapture with each tear
new layers on seasoned scars
Final turn of my cheek
long kiss goodbye...
Imperviousness in vain
maybe next time I'll melt my key
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