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Addiction

He feels the roller coaster rush eyes disappear into the back of his head He indulges that evil feeling that grips him that grips him like a pro pitcher grips his baseball like a baby grips his bottle like a soldier grips his rifle The short ride is over he wants that evil feeling again he wants it to grip every fiber of his being The short ride is over he repeats the process as if it where routine and normal as if he where brushing his teeth as if he was embracing his mother with a hug The process overtakes him he derails the evil grip suffocates him he derails the evil grip suffocates him Another Statistic Another Statistic bY rudY

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Date: 12/15/2008 10:05:00 PM
So deep and I know a person that is suffering from there own addiction to drugs... read some of my poems please... *Breana
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