I'm too full
I need you empty me out
I need you to dry me
I want your drain
Give me an anchor
I need a pier to rest
I need another head
I need a golden lamb
I need your voice
Get me my pills
I need a level
I need a broken elevator
I need a leash
I need to be a mutt
Get me my drink
I need you
My voice
My sweet tea
My burner
My leach
My cloud
Get me the pen
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Author:
The 2 A.M Writer (
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- Published: July 20th, 2016 20:08
- Comment from author about the poem: A girl, a drug, a mental illness, or whatever you feel
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 44
Comments1
Read... can your needs be met... yes, the poem is smooth.
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