Thursday, November 11, 2010


"Try it. He just served it. I haven't even had time to roofie it yet."

I feel a lot better now.
Who taught you that pick up line?
They should win a Nobel Prize.

And now I'm left sitting here.
Between you and my fiance.
He didn't hear it.
And I don't want any bloodshed.

Memories flooding.
Chemicals dripping.

I got drugged once before.
No big deal right?
No not at all.
I was dragged lifeless, by friends,
before the whoever who slipped me whatever it was could get me.
No big deal right?
No not at all.

On edge.
E dge.
E d ge.
E d g e.

And on the verge of tipping over said edge.

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