idée fixe

I need that cigarette or two 
want to live 
and die young 

I need that drink or two 
forget nights 
that memory can't erase

I need that fight or two
feed the thirst 
insatiable rage seeking pain

I need that page or two 
give incessant life 
to the voices in my head 

I need your body
express unbridled 
lust you've awoken in me

I need You
whisper my secrets 
live broken and proud 
as I am. 

I need death and life
walking hand in hand
my indomitable comrades. 

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