I'd lick the cocaine off your fingertips, but it'd snuff the fire in your eyes. You and I know that you're only here when your mind is numb, but fuck, I'm addicted to you just as you're addicted to the white powder caked under your nose.
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ferventkrov
Jun 10, 2020 04:55AM
You told us that we were too young now that night's closing in, and in the half light, we run. Lock us up safe and hide the key, but the night tears us loose. And in the half light— we’re free.View all Conversations