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Oct 2016
A small ember burns.
A wind ignites the flame,
Fueling the burning craving.

The demons start to wake,
Crawling out from within.
Reality slips away.
It's now to late.

SNIFF...
SNIFF...
SNIFF again.

Now fully consumed,
The white lines,
The demons.
They now control me
It's brings out the Demons inside a feeling unexplainable in just normal words
Joshua Michael
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Joshua Michael  22/M/South Africa/Bangkok
(22/M/South Africa/Bangkok)   
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