Sometimes it feels I'm breaking free; sometimes sliding back.
For years seems I'm doting over death, or at least the thrill of being Right on the edge. Heroin ..... that should explain volumes. ...& on top of that, I picked a lot of whores, to be my heroin from being alone. For record both habits have been stopped. Knowing full well she might have AIDS, I'd whisper to her "I'd die for you".
Thank GOD to keep it away.....prostitutes, who later I found out did have AIDS, refused me , no matter what I offered. warped sense of romance.
Now I wonder how to not fall for new way, to Dote over death.
If only the band played more...By-Definition.....youtube: IBEW drummer
"Doting Over Death" ....... Time to stop. … Doting over Death
pseudo adventures through the ma-cob
plastic TV travels to the other side
to CUT DOWN that devil IS the job
I'm Gonna Go Through those Aches & Pains...... *
'Cuz Lately I've Been Getting REAL High...
I Just had My Collision with the Sky.....
...& You Know what happens Next!!!! *
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