Fri. July 30, 2004
By Ana
Was it her eyes that drew me in
Could have been her smile
Maybe it was the now empty bottle of gin
The music was to blame
It could have been the summer heat
Who cares I bear no shame
Her kisses made me melt
Her touch caused such sweet pain
It’s like nothing I’d ever felt
There’s no turning back now
The hunger is too intense
I can’t focus, don’t longer know how
She haunts my dreams each night
And fills my thoughts each day
She’s an addiction I can’t fight
I’ll let her drug fill my veins
Let her touch heal the aching pain
And give her control to drive me insane
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