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Hungry Ghost

I sow the seeds 
they form thoughts in my mind
All I do, I do to myself

Demi-delusions 
robbing me blind
A hungry ghost
his poor mental health

You are my unhealthy dependence
I can't seem to detach myself from you
I ask, what am I getting that I don't want?
maybe it's you, maybe it's you 

I sow new seeds
thoughts wither a black rose
fully aware the intent makes me weak

Drawn to the rarity
to live in the moment
though jagged thorns may make me bleed

You are my unhealthy dependence
I can't seem to detach myself from you
I ask, what am I getting that I don't want?
maybe it's you, maybe it's you
Written by orbiting_zola
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