Narcotics

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The discomfort and agony
My insides are gnawing at my skin

I'm torturing myself
But the sensation excites me.

Everything around me is spinning
I'm transporting onto an elevation in the world of narcotics.

My problems are not clear
my vision is twisted

I gash at my scars

When the pills wear off
I realize that I'm not sunstroke..
I'm hooked.





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