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May 2015
My lips curl jarred around you
As you set me free
Far from daily soundtracks
And hushed anxiety.

Just one drag tonight,
I hear my stresses say
For sometimes I'm too weak,
To push those thoughts away.

My childish tokes are fragile
My heart not always strong
Isn't that the beauty of you?
That's why we get along

I am ashamed to need you,
Tomorrow I will try,
Perhaps when I attempt to sleep
I won't think myself dry

Perhaps when I attempt to sleep
We won't need a goodbye.

Please though, I am responsible
This must end tonight
I may not always win against you
But I like to think I fight.
marijuana **** addiction weakness love hate friendship smoking addicted addict fight battle against goodbye the end anxiety depression optimism positive night no sleep insomnia ashamed embarrassed
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OldManAtHeart
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