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Nov 2017
It was like I had been attached for so long
I didn't know how to let go
Our stability was our drug test
You were my drug
I was your victim
Everyday, Mornings, Afternoons, and Nights

If I didn't get my fix I'd panic
My anxiety would kick in

Palms sweating
Heart racing
Breathes shortening

Paranoia at it's finest
"You're temporary"
"You need it, it doesn't need you"
"You're replaceable"

It gave me a high
A high that covered any feelings from the past
I'd be completely invested in it
A warm memory of nights forgotten

Either way I ignored the dangers for my own pleasures
It was still a drug
Still hazardous
Still tempting

It covered up my scars
My deep wounds of narcotics before
I played it off

Deep down the withdrawal was driving me insane
To nervous ticks
Degrading myself
To finally moving on

You found a new customer  
And I finally quit
Maggie Gonzalez
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