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Author: SicksisterSam
Fiction Rated: M - English - Poetry/General - Reviews: 2 - Published: 11-18-08 - Updated: 11-18-08 - Complete - id:2598213

You don't know ecstasy, you don't understand.

You don't know what it's like to hold happiness in your hand.

The rush is like a train slamming into your brain.

The thrill is like dancing in the pouring rain.

The feeling is electric, something I can't describe.

It's something you have to experience, you feel it from inside.

Maybe you don't have a life with a hole that never fills.

Maybe you don't need to try all new kinds of thrills.

But maybe we need more than you,

There are things we do that are just not worth going through.

So who are you to judge where I stand?

When you've never held happiness in your hand?

Some say it’s the best way to kill…

But I just smile and swallow my pill…

A/N: Hmm some people will get more out of this than others but I hope for…interesting reviews non the less. Written in a very unique mood….farwell!!!

~Sexy Sammy

Love, Luck, and Lollypops ;)


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