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Feb 2019
The mind has no bounds
Before addiction
Which suffocates
And drowns
And traps
The mind

Addiction pulverises and
Processes good things so
Numbly
The bounds
Devour the ability
To reach the heart
The heart
Becomes

Alone
Because a slave must first be
Tamed
a poem about addiction (of any kind).
sarah s
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sarah s  17/F/28027
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   Terry Collett
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