So, I'm falling again.
Addicted to the pain, and
the pleasure of the pain.
So delicate and intricate.
I often find my addictions
dancing in the moonlight together
Bones and Medication
I date them to acknowledge it.
Never have, Never will
They think of attention, when
in reality disease strikes.
I crave youth and beauty,
while chasing adventure.
I want to fly, and be as light as a feather.
Drifting in the wind.
Following the wisping of the tangerine clouds.
Floating in the lavender clouds.
Dancing in the fiery sunrise,
And making love in the jaded sunset.
Meet me in Haites with my demons,
and hold me in purgatory where the
warmth meets the bitter cold.
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