Drug

You’re like a drug

An exotic substance of danger and excitement

Your words draw me in,

entrancing me

I am high with pleasure

I’m ripe for your plucking

I want more, need more

The more you deny me, the more I want

I’m developing a habit

And you are my pusher

My will is dependent on your goods

Your stuff is strong and I like the ride

I’m not thinking,

I just go with it

I want to enjoy this altered experience

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About samlobos

I am an avid fan of creating narratives in my head about random experiences and quotes for future books I will probably not write. I harbor a 15 year old girl in my psyche and like to solve world issues when I'm half asleep. View all posts by samlobos

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