Poison That Kills

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This drug is all that I have-

Why I bother to wake up most mornings

With that glow of happiness about me.



But tonight it won’t let me sleep

When all I want is to stay in this coma.



Waking up means facing what I’ve done

Crying these acid tears that burn my eyes

At how I poisoned the sweetest thing in my life.



Forgive me if I made you my everything

You were much too addicting a taste not to.

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