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Poem written about pain killers. |
| I miss the rush I miss the uncaring I miss the high I miss the puking I miss loving everyone surrounding me For no reason at all Oh sweet dear pain killer, When will we meet again, For I miss you More than any man I have loved More than any friend from which I grew apart I need you in my blood Oh so desperately I scroll through my phone book, Searching high and low For your sweet release To alienate everyone I know And stop my emotions No other thing can substitute The feeling of elation you give me I could be anywhere doing anything When you are with me. |