Addiction
- Amanda Walsh
- Apr 27, 2020
- 1 min read
I swear your lips taste just like cocaine
The way your love's a needle through my veins
But I can't say no when you're at the bar
When I know what I'm doing brings me back to start
And I try to fix it
But you're an addiction
We become star-crossed lovers.
Which maybe true ... in fact
maybe we were doomed from the start
though I choose to believe we weren't
But, you ... you do believe it
It wasn't the starts that made these wounds
It wasn't fate that broke this heart
It was you, but not the present you
physical you doesn't exist
It was the addiction that holds you
It was the liquid, and the dust
It was the fix that broken this heart
because you can't let go
Find a release that is healthy
That will help you
Rather you allow it destroy you and those in your path
It was all you

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