Beg for more

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You smell like a hug
and you taste like a drug.
Your voice hits my bloodstream,
like lightning through a plug.

When I leave, I feel high
then crash without a sign
When you're gone, my mouth is dry,
when you're gone, I can't be fine.

Your touch fades slowly,
but quicker every time.
The thing that calms me down the most,
is when you call me mine.

You're comfort and chaos,
whispers and screams.
I chase you in daylight,
and overdose in dreams.

You're a lullaby with claws,
a habit I can't shake.
You're sugar laced with venom,
the sweetest kind of ache.

I try to quit, then beg for more,
hands shaking on your skin.
Even pain feels like a promise now,
when it's dressed up as a sin.

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