Laced
i live in contradicting realities
i wanna stop my impulsive tendencies
i wanna know what i'm seeing
'cause this is more than just a tease
you're so nice, so take this knife
and cut a pattern into my head
something i can understand
let me taste your melatonin-laced essence
so i can relax in your presence
Copyright © Ashlea Senft | Year Posted 2017
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