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Jan 2015
Twitching like a fein
Scratching repeatedly
I can feel my blood itching
I need another fix
Got to feed this habit, my need
My addiction
I've tried to become clean
But the rush
The adrenalin it gives me
I can't stay away I like the feeling
So I keep coming back for more
Didn't know I could get hooked
If it ever went away
I'd follow it like a lost puppy
There's no way I'd last a day
As I take another hit from this addiction
I stop an look at the sky
And there it is her face
My addiction
The affect of her is already kicking in
Written by
devante moore  24/M
(24/M)   
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