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comment by kittypuppet

Give me a drop of poison

And give me a golden cup

Give me something to do

And give me a stroke of luck

I'll find myself drifting away

I've been reaching out for help these days

The next thing I know I'm

Laying here in your arms

Where did you find me?

How did I get here?

I should be dead by now

Is all I can say

And all you can do is cry

And kiss me goodnight

Because what I didn't know

Was that you drank it instead

-- edit: whoops, that formatting yo :c