the drugs in my blood beg for more beg for friends that it knows i will so willingly give
and the drugs in my blood beg for love and hate and something that it can feel and i will feed it with both.
the drugs in my blood make me hungry for the words and the words make me hungry for the tears and the tears will not come for fear of the blood
and so here are the words behind the blue of my eyes and the green that you saw
here are the words that nibble at my mind when my mouth is not moving, which is not often enough
my mouth is moving to keep the words at bay but now i give myself over to the words and let them own me and eat me and devour me and i will gain their strength because the words are who i am and the words are hungry
when all is said and done and the drugs are in my blood again i will feed them with more words and more drugs and more more more more more more of whatever they ask
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