itch not able to scratch

I want to buy

feel the pill the chill

chasing down my veins

class A taste

back of the throat

tickling down

smells on my fingers

rolling papers

sitting in dark rooms

creating cutting lines

music all the way

chasing dragons in back streets

buying booze

just to take the taste again

& how to tell you

your love

much as I need you

in my life

loving me

will never completely

take these needs

away

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