Saturday, August 26, 2017

Narcotic Kisses


My minds distorted
but you're going to take me to the bottom until I'm finally euphoric.
When I'm swallowed in depression
you embrace with temptation
and when I've finally had enough
I crush you up and huff you up.
I pop a few
Then you whisper little nothings like
"I'll rescue you."

In the end...
It's just me
and you
and your

Narcotic Kisses.

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