Black

I remember the first time

I tasted her on my lips

With a pink colored straw

I sucked softly

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Crammed in a bathroom stall

at Marie Kerr Park

with two girls

I used to drink with

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I sucked harder

and harder

until she knocked my head back

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I remember the smell of her

It's the reason why

I can't drink dark roast coffee

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It reminds me of the short days

when I inhaled her

chasing the dragon

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It only took me 4 tries

until I was hooked

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My body craving

the sensations she gave me

when her blackness boiled

underneath my lips

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She knocked my head back

*

That's when I woke up

and I realized

that wasn't the life I wanted

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That was the day I did what

I have never seen anyone do

after they tasted her addiction

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I flushed her body

down the toilet

and never looked back

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I could have flipped her

and made 4 bills

After all I got her for free

and she was high in demand

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But I didn't want to be the reason

for anyone else's addiction

I didn't want anyone to feel that awful need

to chase that euphoric feeling

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That day I did what I've never seen done

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I hit it and quit it

before she lead me

down a dead end road