like a used up junkie
searching for a fresh vein

i'm a moth 
desperately attracted to your flame

the searing touch of a warm embrace,
that turmoiled feeling 
when i see your face

to or not to,
to or not to

a moments passion burning over,
causing wounds so deep that only 
leave angry scars to remember



Uhh... a spur of the moment hack, needs some work, dont
even know what Im trying to say... : )

3 responses total.

Cool poem. It souds like you are trying to say you don't know
what you are trying to say.
i love it

Actually, trying to say I dont know what Im trying to say sums up my
whole life, poretty much.... : )
Thanx for the compliment

Actually, it looks like you're trying to say, "I'm addicted to you."
I like it.

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