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Influence

I remain under the influence because of your influence.
On my mind. Within my heart.
Paint strokes wrapped in the finest art.
Can I Picasso you?
With soft colors and sweet melodies.
I can’t deny a high so divine.
Creating convulsions from the thoughts erupting.
I am forced to ask...
Are they mine?
This is you. This is what you’ve done.
I’m under the influence because of your influence.
Influential over my body.
A touch so diverse.
I’m left panting, running. Demanding
I can’t imagine a torturous bliss any worse.
But it’s you. This influence.
This drug
This mystical high.
I don’t.
Want. To. Come......
Down.... From you...
I demand, don’t let me come down from you....
But allow me to indulge my senses with memories of this misses..
And let me breathe ONLY once I’m no longer existent.
A Heart so hungry
This body deprived
A spirit so starved
On you, I feed to remain alive.
Torn by this poison...  
I beg to taste you
My lips will never part..
For I will never waste you.
Devoured by your addiction
I see that I am restricted
But I reach....
For cold hands and warm Hearts
I cry to be lost in you.
Heroine so rare
You’re the death of me.
It’s dangerous yet I can’t witness another breath in me.
My life you’re ending
But I’m comforted in rest with you.
If this is my last high...
I’ll grasp my final blow
If this is my end, i whisper to you...
“Let me go”
I’ll end my life with the drug who raped my heart with “hello”.
 
 
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