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String Me Along
String me along with the kites that you fly,
Threaded between the clouds and the starlight.
You'll never believe the view from up here.
Covering lies.
Developing lives.
Friday 14th October 2016 6:02 am
LOVE DRUG
At first love was a pump, a needle,
Eyes wide when your high
...Or see someone you like.
Stifled, we always rivalled
Till no more, the beat became sore
And we spiralled, overdosed,
Hot headed, cold blooded.
Passion became blown out,
The anticlimax of a candle...
Like the heroin ran through her heart,
Like the cocaine contorted her chest,
Like the salvia had shaken ...
Tuesday 20th September 2016 5:18 pm
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