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Jun 2014
Bad for my health
Worse for my recovery
I beg you, never let go of me.

The hold of black smoke
Smothers me. I choke
Release me. Heart trapped.

I promise not to relapse.
Written by
ZL  F/Earth
(F/Earth)   
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   Hayley Anders
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