Cliche's aside,
you are my heroin
all powdery and broken and i'm 
a d d i c t e d
to your bowed head and sad smiles
breathe you in and let you rest
in the aching cavern 
between my 
r i b s

1 comment:

  1. It's like the way I need the beat of my own heart.
    that aching feeling lets me know I'm still alive.
    Sometimes this pain is so Damn
    B e a u t i f u l
    It makes me want to Live


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