Beat me til I can't even stand. 2008-03-06 9:05 a.m.


My knees bob to the beat of it... my skin crawls in reminder of our youth. Who was I with you?

I can't help but taste you when I hear that song.

It was written long after we expired... long after you had gone... but someone knew us then and saved it for a time when I'd almost forgotten where I came from - forgetten who I was with you beside me... breathing for me... loving me... sucking me dry.

No days for nights... no cocaine calm....

I'm back where I belong.


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