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Oct 2010
I crave you like a crack head craves a fix,
something to scratch the itch,
something to feed the frenzy,
the sudden rush of adrenaline maybe,
something to savour in
the flavour of your skin,

You’re my bad habit,
one of which I’m not about to quit
Lauren Poxton
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Lauren Poxton
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