Embrace me once more,
Blind my eyes to see your beauty alone,
You're so attractive
I can't stand when you pull my soul out,
Teach me that art of seduction,
you're so seductive
Your lips taste like a cough syrup,
sweet and addictive.
I like how you cope with the chills
after taking the pink and blue pills,
A stoned stoner tired of rocks,
Sour P*ssy, but addictive!
You taste better than cocaine,
You're a drug, you take away my pain,
You take me up, up high
where not even gravity can pull me down.
Ashlyn Brena.
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