04-04-2024, 12:34 PM | #11 |
low tide in serotonin bay
Join Date: Jul 2013
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Regrets at your reminiscence
The dead have no business livin I wish there’d been another way I tried to tell you that love was pain I tear the pages from my brain Novelized by a Sutter Kane Wait… Incorrigible, I lay engorged in your gorgeous words It’s all poetry, I’m hanging on the torso of every verse More so since you been around, I’m starting to see colors again Suddenly end? I’m making my vow to always come back again You possess the medicine I need, homemade and unique I’m an aimless fiend waiting weeks for a hit…your taste is so sweet My brain is so weak, watching men hound you got me dogging myself But I’m taking my heart from the shelf, ready to show you what sets me apart from pack…it’s getting harder to tell |
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