The endorphins of pain

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10:58pm. 03-08-15

Lurking in shadows

You pounced on my neck

Your fangs sank into my flesh

Oh how that gives me a rush of pleasure down my spine
Two to three splifs and I see my neck become a feeding post
Blood dripping down my neck
I touch it and i shiver mmmmm

Four more hits and I 'm your servant of pain


Over and over again until I knock out ito a vortex of purple clouds


Groovy


Piered thighs and shoulders


Oh yes !



Then I wake to a bruised neck, red ,purple blue


the smell of kush, sour, amnesia,and charcoal


Oh me oh my how high am I ?


The blends are heavenly


The aroma drives me crazy


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