my junkie
Writing by lamp light
Highlights my life
Its twilight and
damn boy…I’d cuddle you so hard
I keep here for you
My astrological artillery is empty
Sailing ships that seek solace find me.
I’m the outkast on the playground not the bully
You know me
my petroglyphs go far back
I can’t believe I found someone who’s skin matched.
I used to hate me. You shoot dope on the daily
Free base that shit numb life it’s scary
12 steps later from the 12% beer
Our worlds have changed but we’re still here
I love you
Like caterpillars love cocoons
And planets love their moon
And I hope that I can see you soon.
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