If Love's A Drug, Where Can I Find A Dealer?A Poem by XxxModifyTheMassesxxXIt's late at night and I'm feeling tipsy. Holding hands with the bottle cause you're not here with me. No body knows the frustration that grows. How cold is the stone that holds up my home In my head. As I spiral down will you catch me ? I don't know if I can hold on much longer. I polished this off but I'm not feeling any stronger. Who thought what picked me up then would bring me down now? I need to escape. Escape from this town. Gently you asked me, And for you it is anything. In the setting sun I will be held in arms. Not drowned in the warmth of their devilish charms. If this was to crash I'm sure I'd burn, And they'll be back, that's where I'll turn. It's not the sweetest touch but comfort in the least. I try to be strong but they know when I'm weak. I don't know if I can hold on much longer. I polished this off but I'm not feeling any stronger. Who thought what picked me up then would bring me down now? I need to escape. Escape from this town. Let's runaway. Let's say goodbye To all this s**t, to all the lies. I'll call you mine. We won't look back. Tomorrows coming soon. © 2012 XxxModifyTheMassesxxXReviews |
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3 Reviews Added on July 28, 2012 Last Updated on July 28, 2012 AuthorXxxModifyTheMassesxxXNecropolis, UTAboutSimply trapped and finding my purpose here. My writing is my life and that's about it. You can't judge someone till you meet them. One's opinion shouldn't matter as long as you hold on to what's true .. more..Writing
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