The scarlet snare of crimson blow;
The tangible symbol of all things repressed and patterned;
The cool sack of confusing liquid at your belt,
Never leaving your side.
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An insightful piece of drug addiction written with clarity of thought and mind. A beautiful creation. Thanks for sharing Rowan and do remain enriched.