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Drug by Mikhaile Spence

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Drug

by Mikhaile Spence

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Waiting for you

is killing me

Shutting me down

like a wind-up doll

with no more batteries

to keep me going

going

going

like some energetic pink bunny

But I'm still waiting

Feeling my strength drain away

Not caring

Only wanting

To feed my addiction to you

like a junkie

desperate

with fever and chills

empty-headed

blank-faced

hollow-eyed

desperate for

the next hit

of you

desperate to

infuse you into my blood

And feel the high

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