Drugs of Choice

Noah

I am forced to be beaten
I am forced to be raped
Inside the mind of a brainiac
What more can you take?
I am stuttering at the thought
Stuttering as I speak
As I sift through my mind
Searching for the weakest link.
How much can you take?
How much can I offer?
I'm in need of a break
From the chemical slaughter.
Gushing blood through my veins
Blood through my heart
Consuming more pain
That tears us apart. 

  • Author: Noah (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 14th, 2018 16:49
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • onepauly

    and puts you back together.



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