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The last time

Everyone was doing it  
I just needed to try      
I took the first hit      
Trying to stop    
I just kept doing it    
The burn in my throat      
The fairies dancing      
The laughing clowns    
The elf trying to kill me      
And, them      
They make me do it      
They didn’t let me stop    
They are the blame    
I’m lying on the floor of my room    
Blood shot eyes    
Bleeding nose    
     
It was the last time
Written by Yeaokae (Iris)
Published | Edited 25th Dec 2019
Author's Note
Just a story I made up about addiction
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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