One more time.. Just one more time .. I needed it.
I wanted it.
U got it. I had it.
Once more..
And again and again..
Loved me all over
And all under
And on top..
And on bottom
And oh my..
I needed to be set free,
From the holds that his sensitivity has on me
It was PERFECT.
Am I holding on for just one more hit?
Does nothing else matter when I'm high in the sky
On a euphoric trip
Seeing colors and calling for you to save me cuz it feels too
Good.
Time to check into rehab.
And let go of what is holding me captive. Inactive and all around unable to function.
Without one more hit.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
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