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Breathing the fumes Getting high off your scent It leads to our dooms Yet I dare the descent Lower and lower As I fall to the floor BANG, BANG, BANG! On the bathroom door. Everytime you come around I breathe you in I fall down Can't take it Can't fake it Don't break it. Intoxicated I can't breathe Believing your lies It's killing me. Lying on the ground In your eyes I'm fine I know what I need Yet I can't wait to be found. Everytime you come around I breathe you in I fall down Can't take it Can't fake it Don't break it. Automatic mutilation Throats burning as if by inhalation Sober me It's intoxicating. |
This poem is deep. Keep writing ~**~ Dramaqueen ~**~ | Posted on 2007-01-06 00:00:00 | by Dramaqueen | [ Reply to This ] | |