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Cigarette love
What a coward I am
Incapable of walking away
Just one more text
Just one more call
Just one more try
It doesn't take much
To pick up my cellphone
Addict, addiction, stupidity
I never thought this would be me
So stupid with grains of sand
One couldnt even call hope
Grinding them into nothingness
Incapable of walking away
Just one more text
Just one more call
Just one more try
It doesn't take much
To pick up my cellphone
Addict, addiction, stupidity
I never thought this would be me
So stupid with grains of sand
One couldnt even call hope
Grinding them into nothingness
Published 6th May 2021
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6th May 2021 8:39am
I would blame lockdown on such behaviour. If not, it's certainly not helping. From my side, I have been craving human interaction for sometime & there could be a link.
6th May 2021 9:01am
6th May 2021 5:45pm
We are trapped like animals inside and we are addicted to our cellphones. Keep on writing. It will get better.
3rd Jul 2021 10:33pm
With so much happening all around, our lives were interrupted and thrown off course.
Your verse is a reminder of the human spirit fighting within.
Nicely done Blue.
Your verse is a reminder of the human spirit fighting within.
Nicely done Blue.
