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Jun 2013
I'm and addict
A condition which can not be cured

Pain
Sadness
Self Hatred
are my drugs

But,
I have no reason to be sad
no reason to feel pain

I am not dying from hunger
I am not abused

There is no abuser
Because I take on that role

I thrive in pain

E.R.
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