Addiction
Life stumbles on
Day in, day out
The ants all move along the paths
They tread every day
One ant stumbles on
Colliding with others while he lives in his world
And worlds made for him
Through the minds of others
Shoot in the worlds
Inhale the fumes of a better life
Forgets that he is himself
And becomes someone else
The worlds end
The high subsides
What was perfect and pure is replaced
With the dreary gray and brown of the tunnels he calls life
Hook up another life
Breathe in the hopes and dreams
Of so many other ants
And stumble along when he crashes
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