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poet_at_heartYou're my drug,
my single medication.
You are my wine,
my cigarette.
The thing I'll scream for,
the addiction I can get rid of,
how come I'm not yours?
Your lips are sweet poison,
how can I know?
Never tasted them,
this need is without a ground.
Still,
you're my best drug.
Poem dump, felt like writing it. What images does it give you, what do you think the drug is? Hint: This is written from my own heart .w.
my single medication.
You are my wine,
my cigarette.
The thing I'll scream for,
the addiction I can get rid of,
how come I'm not yours?
Your lips are sweet poison,
how can I know?
Never tasted them,
this need is without a ground.
Still,
you're my best drug.
Poem dump, felt like writing it. What images does it give you, what do you think the drug is? Hint: This is written from my own heart .w.
