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I felt like I was falling into an abyss

But he grabbed my almost lifeless hand

With midnight black wings that spread

I wanted them for myself

Needed them to reach the sky

This certain kind of elusive high

So desperate I was, I caught a feather

And kept it by my heart

But the end was very sharp

So I bled a single drop,

What a shock it was ...



I am not numb ...



I found a forbidden spring in a dark valley

With a desperate attempt to die

I rapidly drank its madness

Took in all its essence

To drench my parched throat and lips

My entire being in need

I felt it running in my veins

Keeping me awake

But calming me inside

Kissing me with fire

Till I was begging for my life

It flowed through me ...



It felt so strange ...



No one can buy bottled dreams

Or powdered promises

But all I need is this sweetest sweet addiction

It talks to me like a dearest friend

Burns me with agonizing longing

It fills me with its dark essence

No one knows that I've lost all hope

But it whispered back, a saving grace

There is no cure ...



Do I want to be cured?



It doesn't matter anyway,

I'm loving it, I always will

It is an addiction that saves ...