Addictions Affair
A cannibalistic sickness twisted with his kiss. I love him so much now, So much I cant resist. His intellect is touching. His texture, so lean. Not like violent. Not like mean. Where do you see me, ten minutes from now? You see me screaming for him out loud. Its simple like equations. Perhaps quaint like dreams. Without him I'm dirty, with him I'm clean. How do I return to life,living without? Without his reassurance, without a reasonable doubt. Loneliness it pangs me death defies all that is real its relieving to know only my curiosity he has killed. Written June 7th, 2001 © on Jun 06 2001 04:36 PM PST 0 • 10
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"A cannibalistic sickness..."