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Jan 2017
Think of it all,
Let it plague you.
Embrace every feeling,
It's poisonous too.
But it's addicting,
I can't get enough.
Give me more, more...
Such a foul taste.

I'm hooked forever,
There's no escape.
An unwelcome guest,
Yet I still make their bed.
More increased the yearning,
It's stuck in my head.
I've succumbed for years,
Wallowing in this rut.
Raven
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Raven  16/F
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