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Nov 2017
Tell me about the addiction.
About the ruin it has brought you
And all the destruction that you have witnessed
All because you thought you had to try it.

Tell me about how it feels
When your body gets that rush and
You can't tell where you are anymore,
You can't remember what you were trying to forget.

Tell me about the smoke curling in the air
As your mind starts to sprint in every direction possible,
Where there is no up or down
And there's no such thing as stability.

Tell me about the sensations you get,
Do you fly? Do you fall?
Do you lose yourself in color
Or does the world settle to a black and white film?

How long? And when?
The powder has you going too fast.
I can't keep up with you anymore,
And it's almost like that was your goal in the first place.

But I know better,
And I know you.
You might have your ailments,
But this is one you can defeat.
insomniatrical
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insomniatrical  22/@ ur mom's rn
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   Glassmuncher
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