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Past addictions
As I hold the spoon to the flame
I've got no one but my self to blame
As I stick the needle into my skin
I don't feel like I could ever win
There's a moment of elation
That follows the penetration
But it's gone to soon
So I reach for my spoon
And I'll do it again
Until I reach the very end
Published 17th Jun 2016
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17th Jun 2016 6:33am
To have described the true agony of a temporarily beautiful sensation...is almost haunting. ... this I know all too well. It took but a moment to read...but brought back almost a lifetime of memories. Thank you for sharing. You and your work are appreciated.
Anonymous
17th Jun 2016 7:46am
it is a sad reality. Well penned, you
created a powerful piece here.
thx for the read
created a powerful piece here.
thx for the read
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