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Jan 2019
Cupid’s Cartel


drugs are a dangerous business.
but there’s this one called love
it’s like high schoolers who do heroine
they’re in with what’s above

in love that is
with i don’t know their dealer?
or the way his hands make blood clot
no, i think it’s how their bank account is clearer
finally reaching a point where
their heart stops
me on the way to he street
hey sugar
i’ve got something for you to keep
he handed me his own
and our fingers intertwined
down a long road
festered with rest stops and moonshine

love makes you do crazy things.
that’s what they all say
but this kind of love
it just makes you pay

not money
you can’t put a price on my heart
that bird was a ******* dummy

but it makes you pay with
each and every day
with eyes glazed
you’re not even phased
you’re dazed and confused
for days i was used
but it’s not my fault i was using

i was used to proving it too,
being in love
the sun shining down and
the heavens shaking away my sins
and
it was okay, take my hand
i was in love and i’d found my brand

maybe i should see a doctor
all addicts become abusers
but he’d swoop me and he’d sway me,
what an impostor,
all addicts become abusers
but if it is love in fact, i’ll be a lifetime user
Written by
sondering
353
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