Addiction

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You stare at the blood coming down your arm

Regretting what you had just done

But knowing you would do it again

You place the cigaret in your mouth

Fully knowing it was like

Putting a ticking time bomb in you

The warm liquid runs down your throat

Making you forget for a little while

Even if it was just for a little bit

You need it

You put the pinching needle in your arm

Pushing the drugs in your blood

They bring you to a better place

Make you feel good for a while

Your addiction screams at you all day

It seems like you can't go a day

Without giving in

Your trapped 

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