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I don’t want to get high off of drugs.
 I want to be high on life, 
the crisp october breeze outside. 
I want to be high off of you 
breathe into my lungs.
 you are the blood in my veins 
so warm to the touch. 
 whether you’re here or not,
 your body will forever haunt mine.
 a ghost, a soul, always on my mind.
 when you scavenged my virginity,
 you also discovered my heart. 
I realize now these things 
aren’t far apart. 
I can’t separate love from lust. 
I don’t mean to bite your neck-
 but when our bodies ****** as one, 
I feel like a vampire.
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Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 12:04 AM UTC
Vampire
I don’t want to get high off of drugs.
 I want to be high on life, 
the crisp october breeze outside. 
I want to be high off of you 
breathe into my lungs.
 you are the blood in my veins 
so warm to the touch. 
 whether you’re here or not,
 your body will forever haunt mine.
 a ghost, a soul, always on my mind.
 when you scavenged my virginity,
 you also discovered my heart. 
I realize now these things 
aren’t far apart. 
I can’t separate love from lust. 
I don’t mean to bite your neck-
 but when our bodies ****** as one, 
I feel like a vampire.
hannahlace
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Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 12:04 AM UTC
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