Addiction

by Daz Mellow   Jul 10, 2008


Sinful passion that burn like flames,
The fire that grows, that calls my name.

A hit or two, and it's like I'm stuck,
I think I can stop, but you pull me in.

Every shot, every hit, every bliss,
Another scar onto my skin.

My soul and spirit tortured,
Only running blood can repent my sins.

If my lifeless dream doesn't want me,
I'm back to where I started again.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Fan Angeleo

    I think this have dark/bright fantasy in it. It's 10/10