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Addiction

He was: My warmth on a cold day. My light on a starless night. My familiar place in an unfamiliar place. My safety net after a long fall. My smile on a sad day. My strength in a weak moment/ My comfort on a hard day. My guide on a windingroad. My hands when they were tied. My voice when i couldn't speak. My reason for living. My cause for death. My drug of choice. I know you're gone, But it's hard to break the addiction.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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