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by hihaley

Like a drug addict I've gone to rehab and rehab and rehab. I've relapsed and relapsed and relapsed. Like a drug addict I've learned to survive Without those chemicals mixing signals in my brain. I've learned that I can get by Without the nicotine, the alcohol, the weed, the cocaine. I can get by Without the little spike of adrenaline I feel when I'm in the same room as them. Like a drug addict, I've learned to survive When you are not in the room I've learned to get by without the spike of adrenaline I feel when you get close enough to touch me Like a drug addict I went through withdrawals Because the doctors say a psychological addiction Is worse than a physical addiction. Like a drug addict My only name is anonymous Unless it is accompanied by you.
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hihaley
Published
Dec 1, 2014
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2m
Notes

I spend too much time comparing people to drugs

Because I never noticed how addictive someone's presence could be

"They told us about the drugs

that came from little white baggies

But they never told us about the ones

that came with green eyes and a smile"

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#addiction#alcohol#drugs#weed#anonymous#nicotine#cocaine#physical#psychological
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