Addiction

A quintessential graven image
A bunkum to this present age
Destructive and repulsive
Crisps grips with hands sieve
Pismal dismal for this mar,this mar.
Dictative,will never mind your scars
Disgraces all graces with one face.
Defaces characters in different jiff phases.
Addiction is perdition
It disrespects all traditions
Advances by graduation
With granular measurement
It weighs more than a person's sacrament
Adapts easily to evil
Works with covenly devil
Good addiction, am afraid is now rare
Leaving the opposite with posing flair
Addiction is evil
It disallows decisive decision
Brings preclusive deception
Takes you back with no solid description
Disallowing you with grips of concocted confusion
To blend with it's impending conclusions

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