You are like
The first time high
You are what I want
You are the death of me
I need you
Like I need a needle for my vein
Like I need a rope around my neck
Hanging from the cealing
You are the very worst kind
And you can never be all mine
We're always searching for that first time high feeling
But we need to stop before overdosing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Addictions can b good and bad....it all depends on how much u take home grl! ! ;) B chill.... Rage'n Cage'n