Snow White
By Kritter
I think of this glass, Going up my nose, And it taunts my every waking moment. I feel the need, Feel the greed, Feel the monkey on my back. He claws and whispers, "Just a line..." This evil temptation is driving me nuts, Just when I thought I was done. It comes back thrice as bad when you realize How close you had come.Once you start, it's hard to stop... Written March 20th, 2002 © on Mar 19 2002 03:31 PM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"I think of this glass,..."