untitledA Poem by allisonI'm addicted to my own imagination Like a junky I seek out the dark alleyways Abandoned buildings, bathroom stalls Anywhere to be alone with my fix Tricking you tricking him tricking her into the spoon to be cooked down by my conscience and shot up like a zephyr The evanescence of the high sooths me and I can move on with the rest of my life © 2008 allison |
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