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Grabbing her pillow tight
She sucks in her soul
And spreads her legs
She doesn't know his pleasure
But needs his cash
A fuck for a fix
The fix removes the pain of the fuck
But a fix isn't forever
Pain returns and a fuck is needed
So green folding stuff can be injected
And the pain goes away for a while
Still she returns
Grabbing her pillow tight
She sucks in her soul
And spreads her legs
She doesn't know his pleasure
But needs his cash
A fuck for a fix
Once again she draws in the good tasting poison
Feeling the numb bliss
Absorbing the oblivion she wants to be eternal
Cash feed oblivion only lasts so long
But life and pain come back
Still she returns
Grabbing her pillow tight
She sucks in her soul
And spreads her legs
She doesn't know his pleasure
But needs his cash
A fuck for a fix
Wasting away becoming nothing
Feeling only pain or oblivion
She loses her soul and nothing matters
No pain no joy no life no hope
Seeking only the end
Still she returns
Grabbing her pillow tight
She sucks in her soul
And spreads her legs
She doesn't know his pleasure
But needs his cash
A fuck for a fix
The world falls away
Beckoning oblivion
She lets the world go
The numbness welcoming
She doesn't struggle
Oblivions cold grasp she accepts
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I liked this -- The nothingness, the despair and the pain. It's a hard piece to read in terms of subject matter and they way you composed it. I like it all the same.
