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Today is in withdrawal

this craving it won't die.

Its smell, its taste

something nothing can buy.



I wish that i could explain

the feeling that it brings.

The anguish and excruciating pain

the haunting breathless screams.



I die inside out, upside down

memories flood my head.

It's the pleasure of this wonderful drug

that i would rather have instead.



Instead of this pain it causes

those lonely nights I cry.

All due to one fucked up drug

this love that doesn't die...