Addiction

Every time 
It opens wide
I feel the chill
Hit deep inside

The smell is the one 
Just like before 
Stays in your throat
And makes it soar

It slows down my blood
My head spins around
I can’t stand the light
I can’t stand the sound

Who’d ever think? 
It would control me 
I’m addicted to it 
Like I am to thee
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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September 29, 2009 at 8:43 AM
I... Wow. I can't even begin to describe the way reading this made me feel... :) Keep it up honey. Casper
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September 16, 2009 at 12:50 AM
What's the addiction...?
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