As you begin to drown in your own euphoria.
I see it ebb into everything you do. Your life,
Swallowed by liquid monsters, your undoing
Is done in front of my eyes.
Flesh seems to melt of your bones,
Money becomes fluid and is sucked away,
People, who used to swarm to you like bee to honey,
Flee like your fire. Your skin tightens. Eyes darken.
We don’t get you back, not the one we wanted.
You die. Or you may as well have.
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