Lost in Love and Drowning in Lust
The boy smiled and kissed the girl on the lips
Breathing in her life and breathing out his pain
The girl swayed in the wind
Delicate and beautiful
The boy thought her as a flower.
Push the needle in deeper
The boy sits in in a room full of dolls
He sings to song only he can hear
The boy knows that they aren't alive
It doesn't stop their chatter
The boy thought them as a weed.
Press the plunger
The boy drinks from a glass of milk
Its suprisingly fresh
The boy slides out of the diner booth
Fresh milk should never go unnoticed
The boy thought it as a prayer.
Replace the needle with a knife
The boy slams his fists into a bathroom mirror
Spider cracks adorn his face
The boy bleeds into a sink
Mirrors show too much
The boy thought it as an uncalled-for evil.
Trace the river of the arm
The boy is drinking again
Vodka this time
The boy drops the bottle after an hour
Alcohol simmers between his filthy toes
The boy is too drunk to think.
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