The Lonelies

by Richie Shiers Jr



“the lonelies”, creepy into your veins

they creep, escape, and repeat: relapse

being so far in your veins; you’d expect a rush

nothing, you expect comfort,


don’t expect a thing when you’re alone

just use the time to further overdose

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