intravenous

the truth is, baby

i got sick of hospitals

of watching you kill yourself

promising me a future

the truth is, baby

she probably saved us both

because i loved you so much

but you only loved yourself

and the sound of dilated drips

and the truth is, baby

don’t love you today

& it was all chemical

all lust and no real sense of love

because you can’t prescribe

intravenous fidelity

gnossis was just another

broken fuckin promise

because the truth is, i still taste you

and thus reserve my right to love or hate you

& i love(d) you more than anything in this world

&& i hate you for it


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