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Apr 2014
I am the mess you chose
The door you can't close
Your weakness I suppose...
And,
You are the game I play
My calmness in moments of disarray
The one thing that makes me always stay.
Now,
I get so lonesome without you,
That I sink just like a stone,
And this 90 proof I'm clinging too
Is the only thing keeps me afloat.
And,
Just like *******, I've started your heart
And I run through your veins.
Now you're constantly craving,
You're aching and chasing.
And,
The first time I felt you I flew
Nothing gives me the high that you do
The way you make me feel inside
You can do no wrong.
And,
You've tried to break it off
But I got you back with a feel
After everything
Why do you still love the needle?
Now,
We're hooked on these feelings
The highs we're both dealing
Just look what we've done to our lives.
Our love is a drug
That we just can't get enough of.
So,
We're now the junkies that it's taken over
And it's either our death or the cure
But, baby no matter what we both do
We just can't resist it,
Think it's safe to say...
                                      We're addicted.
Ashley Rodden
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Ashley Rodden  32/F/Missouri
(32/F/Missouri)   
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