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Apr 2018
There are people who become my drug
And continuously I find myself with detox after detox.
The fatigue, the shakes, chills,
And anger.
A desperate need to go back,
The fever, night sweats, and endless vomiting again and again.

No one understands I'm a recovering addict
Who always finds a new drug in someone.
Please don't stick around
If you can't stay and be loved.
It never ends
and I fear it never will.
Not
Until I learn control
Or overdose so my heart will stop.
Chelsea Rae
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