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An Addicts Withdrawl (Day 2)

I'm still fiending i'm sitting in a dark room 1 window wrapped in a blanket, staring at the moon it hurts my eyes makes me bleed tears I meditate on the feelin' you've instilled in my life just once I felt everything was all right now your gon and all i have is past memories though you're part of my history you remain inmy dreams relapses of indescribable highs daylight to midnight you keep me tongue tied with a bottled mind gave me more than what God has in his skies I rubbed the spot that you formerly occupied I began to tremble thinking how that flame has died I tried you now i'm trying to rid myself of you U did bad things to me messed up my mentality As I prepare to return to reality and reshape physical formality I stil love you, but I can't help but hate what you've done I'll look at this as a challenge that i've won I'll be an Addict until my Withdrawl is done.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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