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My Addiction

I think i may have hit rock bottom I am dreaming about my problem I guess to confess this reality is something i will have to agree? I will admit to this narcotic No drug hope in antibiotic Self-control is the key to be free, but its hard when i stay so thirsty Withdrawal hits me with aching headaches Sometimes i end up with body shakes Maybe some restraint and a sponsor keeps me from becoming a monster There is nothing for this male Roffey like a strong rich cup of black coffee

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