May 2015
When consumed, it consumes you
When it is tasted, it has tasted you
It enjoys the taste of you more
You're fooled
Into a host
I don't like the high,
it likes my life
When it is tasted, it has tasted you
It enjoys the taste of you more
You're fooled
Into a host
I don't like the high,
it likes my life
(122/Non-binary/Death's Door)
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