Intravenous

by SurrogateFail   Nov 3, 2006


A surrogate failure,
Sleeping for all the wrong teams,
A bullet through my heroin rush,
Surrounded by unused gunpowder,
In a chamber headed for heaven,
To fast to stop now,

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With someone else’s veins,
However dead she is.
Hooked on rejection,
Never settle for anything less.

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