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Oct 2013
Victim to my truest vice once more
Fallen under its influence
a crippling addiction
Ive seen where this path takes me
a place of damnation
self loath
and despair
A crippled state
of isolation.

But I love the journey
Despite the rechednes
of the undesired destination
The thrills, the adventure
The love, the passion.

Im speaking of no substance
no pill
nor powder
This vice of which I will eternally
find my self ensnared
Is the sound of her voice
The connection I still feel
The longing for her love
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