Shoot it into my ThroatMature

Heroin is a path
I would never take but I want some resolve
Pieces scattered fake joy
Laughter from a place I never have been too or will ever go to

In sex I hate
beautiful really no I actually disagree
Junkie junkie junkie move me
Or keep me standing still as thoughts swirl and swirl

Shoot me in the throat
I’ll die but I’ll know what happiness is

The End

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