I close my eyes in the search of something
unknown.
My head is spinning and my thoughts are
all over.
I try to fight the thought of you away
but you're killing my brain cells; overtaking me like a vine growing on an
abandoned building
And
I
can't
handle
it.
You're breathing on my neck.
It's hot and sticky like two lovers having sex.
I am Locked into the thought of you like a good book, but the last chapter
is almost..
over.
 
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