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darling please come inside I've never seen it with my own two eyes but I can imagine you igniting your addiction with a flick inhaling the smoke are you trying to start a fire in the bottom of your lungs? or keep one burning? I might ask you one day when you're looking up at the sky memorizing the constellations once more you may close your eyes then are you trying to create a universe between your rib bones? penciling in stars like letters writing a book of expanding//contracting beginning//ending with each breath starting the same way it finishes until the point of collapse darling please come inside it's so cold your veins may freeze is your addiction keeping you alive? or is it killing you from the inside? it took a part of me once your addiction was once another's it left with him and took a piece of me with it I've never been the same and I'm getting tired of looking at hospital walls but I can't tell you that I've seen the inferno behind your eyes that you're so desperately keeping alive so I simply say "hurry back" instead of "darling, please come inside"
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Dec 25, 2013
Dec 25, 2013 at 10:07 PM UTC
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darling please come inside I've never seen it with my own two eyes but I can imagine you igniting your addiction with a flick inhaling the smoke are you trying to start a fire in the bottom of your lungs? or keep one burning? I might ask you one day when you're looking up at the sky memorizing the constellations once more you may close your eyes then are you trying to create a universe between your rib bones? penciling in stars like letters writing a book of expanding//contracting beginning//ending with each breath starting the same way it finishes until the point of collapse darling please come inside it's so cold your veins may freeze is your addiction keeping you alive? or is it killing you from the inside? it took a part of me once your addiction was once another's it left with him and took a piece of me with it I've never been the same and I'm getting tired of looking at hospital walls but I can't tell you that I've seen the inferno behind your eyes that you're so desperately keeping alive so I simply say "hurry back" instead of "darling, please come inside"
"I admire addicts. In a world where everybody is waiting for some blind, random disaster or some sudden disease, the addict has the comfort of knowing what will most likely wait for him down the road. He’s taken some control over his ultimate fate, and his addiction keeps the cause of his death from being a total surprise." —Chuck Palahniuk, Choke remember: this is a poem, not a reason
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Dec 25, 2013
Dec 25, 2013 at 10:07 PM UTC
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