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how naive they are
when i come to them for help.
my problems are not worth saving;
it is my life i need help keeping.
—i'm crying for help
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Addict with a Black Heart
Poetryaddicted to love but my heart is black - confessions of a recovering love addict and her story of rehabilitation. ©thebigeyedpoet 2017
