My drug is not a pill. My drug is not a liquid. My drug is not smoke. My drug is not a powder. My drug is not swallowed. My drug is not injected. My drug is not inhaled. My drug is not sniffed. My drug is flesh and blood. My drug comes around and my senses leave. My drug is as intoxicating as any pill, liquid, smoke or powder. My drug leaves me shaking with an adrienaline rush. My drug comes around when I least expect it. My drug sends me into relapse without realizing it. My drug controls my senses. My drug blinds me. My drug tastes so sweet. My drug has effects that last for a day or two after. My drug can get me high yet bring me down at the same time. My drug in the end is always the same. My drug makes me wonder why I let it control me. My drug is my true love28.4.08
love is a drug.-
My drug is not a pill. My drug is not a liquid. My drug is not smoke. My drug is not a powder. My drug is not swallowed. My drug is not injected. My drug is not inhaled. My drug is not sniffed. My drug is flesh and blood. My drug comes around and my senses leave. My drug is as intoxicating as any pill, liquid, smoke or powder. My drug leaves me shaking with an adrienaline rush. My drug comes around when I least expect it. My drug sends me into relapse without realizing it. My drug controls my senses. My drug blinds me. My drug tastes so sweet. My drug has effects that last for a day or two after. My drug can get me high yet bring me down at the same time. My drug in the end is always the same. My drug makes me wonder why I let it control me. My drug is my true love
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hey thats my art!
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