Mon, 07/21/2014 - 18:13 -- Alharge
Rushing through your veins. 
Quickening your pulse. 
Killing you soft and slow. What could be worst?  
They told me not to drink or take pills. 
But they never warned me about the drugs that stood In front of me. 
A drug I never knew existed. 
Pulsing through my veins. 
Consuming my body. 
Weakening my heart.
Drowning my lungs. 
The said a little party would never hurt nobody but they never....ever told me about the danger I couldn't see standing in front of me. Beautiful body with a smile so pretty. 
They never told me that love was a drug or that it could kill me. 


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