oh how addiction grows
the way a river runs from it,
from me. crying salty tears,
salty kisses wondering if i
am still missing.
somewhere out there,
the ground that holds me up.
and all the flowers that grow here,
all the flowers that get trampled on.
i am never high enough.
addiction brings me down.
the ground is getting shaky, these damned
salty kisses and i am still not found.

06/15/2003

Posted on 06/16/2003
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