Addiction

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The hole is dark.

And it is deep.

I would travel there every night before sleep.

I would reach,

Reach,

Reach.


Grab the hand of my sins and let them be.

Follow them into the dark which I mistook for a part of me.

Turn a blind eye to the obvious reality.

This place would someday be the death of me.


Then slowly I would part,

Dirty pleasure in my heart.

Say "until next time my dear friends,"

Maybe I won't be so guilty,

When I visit again.


And as I said,

This hole is dark.

And it is deep.

For addiction is an incline that is very.

Steep.


//Do not lose hope just yet. You can be free.

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