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Feb 2013
I want so much to not want you.
It's safe to say I'm addicted to you.
A stranger, that I need to withdraw from.
But I'm a ****** and I need my fix.
You're in short supply, I try the other drugs and baby they don't gimme the rush you do.
I wake up wanting a hit, go to bed with the sweats.
I lean my head back and drink you, and feel you going down my throat, with tears in my eyes.
Lay back down, high as ******* you.
Kay Meraz
Written by
Kay Meraz  Milwaukee.
(Milwaukee.)   
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