Binge and Purge
Suicidal Summits are instantaneous interventions - Knowledge of others with your own
disposition.
But I binge in lust, it dominates my blood - And lust becomes my lonesome love ....
And love becomes my lonesome lust.
The magic assistance ... A labyrinth of the tangible tokens, ecstatic euphoria, supreme
studiousness, the infinite of experiences in the abysses of the universe to undergo.
And as I binge in the lust, I feel the rising obscurities of uncertainties.
For there is no balance or proportion to this magic assistance - And there are no
partialities.
Be a man, be a woman .... Binge in lust for your personal pleasure.
And the guilt is insinuating inside of you, and you fear the situation could have no measures.
You ponder a break, and end to it all - A thought of a return to the world of innocence
.....Of Sobriety.
You ponder to take the magic assistance again, you concede, and feel you've become a
statistic of notoriety.
Moderation - Join hands in aid through spiritual cognation.
And now you only employ the euphoria once a week ... The orgasmic sensation.
You've binged to the max - Now purge.
Let the worlds of sobriety and escape merge.
Copyright © Jordan Adorno | Year Posted 2007
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