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My Addict Ways

My addict ways... It's been another one of those days, I just had to have some "stuff"... Of course, it wasn't enough- Now, I sit here alone and broke, Wanting just one more toke- I bought all the dope my Money could buy.... Because I was chasing and chasing the high. Everyday, I live a Lie Everyday, I chase the high. I'll do any drug, in any form- In my room or in your dorm. I'll do drugs anytime, any place.... Behind your back or in your face. My life's some what of a haze... I've been up for too many days. Pop some pills, won't pay my bills. Smoke, snort, or in my vein- All outright lies, All the same. My addiction is a never ending lie that I tell...... But what can I do? Definitely not dwell.. Yet, I must do something, for my life is a living Hell... Don't you hear me? Must I yell? I am sick of being sick, it is Time to get well.

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Date: 7/28/2018 5:24:00 AM
This is very brave writing.
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