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Aug 2014
I hate you and I hate what you've done to me.
I've lost everything because of you.
I let myself fall for you, you promised me happiness.
Why did I believe your lies?
Because I knew the rush you'd give me.
I love it so much, I'm in too deep and now I can't quit you.
I want to quit you, I need to quit, but I can't.
I'm obsessed.
You're always on my mind.
The stress of not having you causes me to break out in a rash.
My skin becomes in sync with the fire burning in my mind.
That''s why when I have you, I'm all over you.
I don't let go.
I love pulling you closer and closer.
Pushing you inside me.
Even at school, hell, I've done it in class.
I need my fix.
It's pure ecstasy.
The problem is, I'm just using you.
I just want that high.
This romance is chaos.
You're destructive and I abuse you.
It's not wrong if we both do it, right?
I hate what you've done to my mind.
I can't think straight.
I've lost friends because of you.
Wasted so much time and money in the pursuit of you.
You're still my drug of choice.
I chose you.
I said yes to you.
I still think about calling, trying to get you back.
I'm trying to detoxify myself of you.
Get rid of your poison.
I still have the razor I used to cut you.
Sometimes I cut myself with it so I can put you back in my bloodstream.
The doctor told me time would make me love you less.
But "absence makes the heart grow fonder."
Written by
Erin Young  Canada
(Canada)   
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