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Jan 2011
I have heard it said that the saddest songs are the most beautiful
and I have been drunk in the truth of these words.

Magnificent highs from dark verse, cruel electric addiction
euphoric bliss and shivering waves of arm hair *******
spawned from subtle cymbals and bruising bass.

this new addiction is a beast
and affliction is inevitable
once the luster is lost,

and its always lost,

longing replaced with needs never satiated.

but still I try,

there's a hole in my heart as big as the sky
its filled up with ice then songs make me cry


Iā€™m just a tweeker
in search of a musical high
Written by
v V v  M/New Mexico, USA
(M/New Mexico, USA)   
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     Nina McNally and v V v
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