Into your veins

Into your veins

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"I'm a disease." He whispered into her neck, "don't let me into your veins, pretty girl." But she never listened. "I'm a sinking ship." She whispered on his lips, "don't let me bring you down." But he never listened. "I need you inside my veins" she whispered to no one in particular. Just 4 white walls and a cold, empty bed. "I'm too high, I need you to bring me down." He whispered to no one in particular. Just an empty shed with a bag of marijuana. But as they told each other, one was not good for the other so their disease ridden bodies crashed and burnt.
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Secrets: everyone has them; he had many. "Hey girl. You alright?" was all that, that gentle voice had to say to make the tears break free again. She wanted to wail, to scream, and generally break down. She wanted to be held in his arms, in hers. It didn't matter; she could have neither and it broke her heart. She took several deep breaths to try and find her calm before even trying to speak. Her friend, knowing her better than most ever would, waited patiently, in silence for her to answer. No. She was not alright.

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