Most exquisite high

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Sour kisses
Acidic thoughts
Stale lies I've  heard a millions times
Tender caresses
No not around here
Pushing and shoving and kicking and clawing
Yes, you've got it now
Cutting and bruising and burning and dieting
Dieting sorry do you mean starving , anorexia,  death
I'd say that's more fitting
This body of mine however is no longer fitting
For my intelligences to grand for the ghost I have become
My demons too big for this mere skeleton left standing in my wake
Sour kisses
Acidic thoughts
Stale lies have led me to this
Stale lies have guided me to you
Stale lies and sour kisses and acidic thoughts have led to this
To you
My most exquisite high,
Death

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