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Snave
Poems
Apr 2017
Slave to my addiction
Steals the plight of life, like a seagull setting.
Acquiring its undefined presumptuous talents,
From a stellar transforms into unprogressive element
Of undignified expenses
Waifed, an gray child is shown lit by darkness
Buried and burnt with all its SIN's
A slave to my addiction I faultlessly
Pressure myself to believe
Sugar coating my eyes with dispense
And pensive meditation.
You not wanting me was the start of me wanting myself
Sincerely
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Michael Evansβ
I'm addicted to something I don't want that makes me feel like I don't wanna be
Written by
Snave
25/M/Somewhere
(25/M/Somewhere)
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