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Yesterday is in my veins
Cook up memories deep within
Encase them in a syringe
I taste my drug I binge
High off great beginnings
Overdosing off repeated ends
Plays over and over in mind again
Descend into the past
So I temporarily Ascend
Float upwards into a Abyss
How Ironic is this?
Plummet into my heaven
Apparition's I kiss
Their distance I keep close
Their love becomes so remote
God help me detox into the future
and stop shooting yesterday
In my Varicose.
P.O.P.
