Addiction

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Addiction

He flirts with death

He a stone cold, hope killer

The pain gets no realer

He smoke the dope

 

I’m not pointing no fingers

But scorn follows the drug dealer

He trades in disaster

When people are going down

He helps them get there faster

 

But the user just wants to feel relief

And fill the void

To detach from dreams

That the addiction destroyed

 

Creep, crawl, jog, run

To return to yourself

Do it for the man in the mirror…

If for no one else

And regain your peace of mind

 

I promise…

We’re in it together this time

 

Love always, Esha ❤

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