
I thought I would have nothing to lose, I had been lost anyway.
But the soda actually brought me pleasure, and made me feel solid, although it didn’t kill the thirst and left me ended up wanting more.
I knew it would happen one day; in fact it had last much longer than I expected.
You are a painkiller, you are a soda, and you are a tiny universe next to my pillow. But you are not mine, and our fragility can’t afford each other.
Drama queen sees the dramas.
You still my pain, and you help a lot when I was devastating, is it your time to leave when the mission completed?
This was an addiction to you, Painkiller.
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