Jun 2021
If love is a drug,
I'm just dying for a hit.
It's sad and it's lonely,
but I miss the way it lit,
the mundane humdrum routines,
of this dismal, taxing world.
I'm just dying for a hit.
It's sad and it's lonely,
but I miss the way it lit,
the mundane humdrum routines,
of this dismal, taxing world.
