Horse Life
Horse,
is just another name for
Loneliness,
for
Heroine.
People,
are just another name for
the poisonous
Drugs
I surround myself with.
Can’t get enough
of that opium,
of that powder,
I’m
Hooked.
When I met them,
just like if I rode the horses,
I couldn’t
get away.
Too fast.
I’ve opened the gate
to Hell,
I see the demons,
the Devil,
but God.
Need to quit
and close that site,
that connection,
but like
Heroine.
I’ve touched it once,
Twice
and took People
one after one,
I’m stuck.
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