This addiction that runs through my mind has plaque me for so many years. It runs through my mind like clock work.
Not a single a day that passes that I don't think about this drug.
This very same drug that makes my skin crawl.
The guilt that makes my soul sink.
The sin of the poison flowing through my veins.
Makes my demons laugh at such joy.
They whisper in my ear as my body aches from the pain caused by my sorrows.
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Dark soul poetry
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