I see your desperate attempts
Flailing hands trying to clutch at
Defunct trails of our moments
While you abdurately try to drive me away
Hurting me,
Keeping me at bay
Wallowing in drunken doldrums
Needles and drugs
Whatever that burns
Ashening your senses
Are you trying to metaphorically
Burn away my traces??
I am underneath your skin
Pulsing through your veins,
While you dig your grave
And call it rave!!
Well honey,
I am the antidote to all your poison
What makes you think
Drugs can cure you of me??


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