Placebo

Don’t forget to be the way you are

You are my Special K, my personal kind of drug and addiction. You are my pills and powders travelling in my veins and making my heart beat faster like a crazy drummer on speed. My heart of black silk is full of your glassy powder. My heart is full and ready to ejaculate. A black flower looking with the sad eyes at everything it has done. A very special boy, a flower with the black love burning and screaming and resurrecting. A black flower and a glassy dust. We are together in it; we are together in everything always and forever. We lose ourselves and find the new scars on our auras and chests. I don’t know if there’s a cure. And I’m not sure if I need this cure. I don’t know what I feel when I look in your face – love-hate-passion-fear. These are the feelings I’ve been experiencing since day one. I’m afraid of this world and I’m not afraid of it anymore – yes, that’s the way it is. I’m afraid of being with you and I am so afraid of being without you. Am I something or am I nothing? Are you a cure or a poison? I’m a bunch of flowers and you are the hands holding it. You are the hands of my destiny and a sea of tea I’m drowning in. I need you. I need to need you. You are my weird medicine curing me from you. You are my placebo – the perfect pill and the eternal romance.

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