The Drug Addict
like my first high its been
casted with a certain amount
of lows,has my reddened eye seen
like a swoop to a valley from a high mount
as the skin is hardening,and grim
decline awaits,i know,but our first,
like the flight of the float of our arms,
together.now the nerves are gittery
with hard substance from the heart,the palms
most sweaty of the body parts,misery
all through the last days,when the calm
head is now violent,the first days were very
much like though the end was one
our hearts lay less caring
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