My Drug of Choice

by WritingtheStars   Jul 17, 2017

My addiction has two blue eyes
I get lost in, with paint-splattered hands,
and sharpie-covered arms.
You're running through my veins-
impacting my every movement.
You're voice gives me a high
akin to that of ecstasy.
My addiction is you
and I have no intention of rehab.


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  • 1 year ago

    by BlueJay

    Lol, I love how we kept so many of our middle school images and memories as habits both in and out of poetry!

    Anyway, now that im done with that, you've penned a cute little piece and I'm so glad you're back to your sweet happy writes. Congratulations girly!

    • 1 year ago

      by WritingtheStars

      We can never let go of some of those habits! Lol.
      Thanks so much!

  • 1 year ago

    by mossgirl19

    Yay, this is sweet!

  • 1 year ago

    by Ren

    Another great write!

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