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My Name Is Addiction

To those of us that struggle with addiction, It's a choice you could say a self-infliction. You’re a slave to the substance and you’re not aware, A heavy cross for one to bare. All the wheeling and dealing you can muster, your wife a Tweeker you can't trust her. Shady characters come with a song and dance, getting ahead in this game a slim chance. Every night you pray for a tomorrow, another day filled with betrayal and sorrow. Everyone is a liar, a thief and cheaters, junkies, pill poppers, coke heads and Tweekers. A mirage of addicts come and go, tomorrow someone here could be Jane Doe. The same thing day in and day out, sometimes there is enough others you go without. Addiction is with you everywhere you go, It outsmarts you, you have no control. Addiction comes in all shapes and sizes, hand in hand with denial, deceit and lies. You can never really be at ease, My name is Addiction and I'm your disease. TURBO1904 OCT. 2021

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