Box of pills

Box of pills

A Poem by Stam

Blue jeans box of pills and a pocket full of dust
Headed out into the dark night looking for some lust
Armed with a dangerous smile and a poisonous tongue
You looked into my eyes now the subduction has begun
With a smell of fear and wild crazy light
Your body is going to be full of curiosity you won't want to fight
So You let yourself go and bleed into me
It's going to blow your mind the things that you see
Voodoo dolls and scary men
Pins as weapons where mine is my pen
The anticipation of the tingling of your skin
What we are going to do now am sure is a sin
So lie on the bed and let your thoughts free
As this is the only place you will ever want to be

© 2012 Stam


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Added on July 5, 2012
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Stam
Stam

Sunderland, Tyne & Wear, United Kingdom



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