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mads
Poems
Jan 2012
Addiction or what ever you want to call it.
Soon enough
it
becomes obsessive
and before long you're obsessed
with your selfishness.
You hate
it
,
but need
it
like oxygen.
No longer is
it
a want.
It
becomes routine.
Slowly eating away at your strength,
making you
it's
slave.
Cutting you away from reality.
Leaving you an alien.
You're ashamed.
You want to run away
but you can't,
You miss
it
.
You miss
it
more and more
each time you try to run further away.
It
lures you back in
so easily.
Eventually,
you're not just running from
it
But you're running from yourself aswell
And there's no escape.
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mads
Melbourne
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