Come Find Me (Please)

I live in the shadow of my mind at times

In the space between conscious and afraid

Where prayers don’t escape because there’s no voice to whisper the words

So “help me”, echos in the silence

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In Love With Drugs

It started small, with letters written by a middle man Sometimes a he, other times a she They would tell me how to love you Three times a day, other times I had to have you only after meals Your taste would fill my lips and I would feel safe Working your way through my…

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