Drink up

Drink up

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The taste was bitter, strong and sometimes truly disgusting, but after the liquid flows down your throat drop by drop there's a slight kick, barely noticeable if you've only had one drink, but it's there, intriguing, exciting, it's addicting and toxic, and he was this, he was all of this and so much more ,like acid rain, he was acid rain and even though he was so bad so so bad, he burned like a raging fire and that was exciting, intriguing, addicting and sometimes toxic but he lit something within me a dancing flame lighting up my soul and playing with my heart, he lit something so beautiful, strong and absolutely terrifying, that could never be put out. - drink up by Elise Morgan (giggsOL)
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