Hand rolled dirty cigarettes

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I've been on drugs.

Not the kind you think.

I've been on drugs that never meant to harm me.
Drugs that tasted sweet,
and safe.

People can be drugs. Love can be a drug.
And when you find the strength to finally rid yourself from it's power,
then you'll know how it feels to be lost.

You are an addict.

You are addicted to something that takes away your happiness slowly eating your future yet you can't live without it.

True happiness lies beneath us. When we realise the power we hold then the drug will become nothing but
an old memory of smoking hand rolled dirty cigarettes.

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