Addiction, by Amanda

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By Thoughtless Encounters •

*This poem is from the viewpoint of a drug* You are drowning in my cycle, of needing and wanting me lost inside the endless game, death is destiny trying desperatly to find relief, of the addiction that i am unable to escape the grasp, unable to give a damn you want to stop wanting me, but my posion has a grip on you every time you try to give me up, you never follow through your blind to the things around you, lost within my lies ignorant to the pain you cause others, because your vision is now through my eyes can your self control demolish me, or have i already devoured you what else do you have to give my friend, because you have everything to lose

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