Comments about hanan hussien
I remember my first taste
Never before been in such an euphoric state
Finally, i found a cure to my mood swings
I was saved from my terminal disease
found a high that never seemed to cease
Till my daily dose started to be a bit too much
His kiss, his touch, his scent, he became my weakness
I started to need him like a junkie needs a fix
That stash of morphine that makes it all good
to his love i was helplessly addicted
No longer a desire, he became my need.
But after every fix my morphine ended
Bidden came the time my highs couldnt be prolonged
All my ...