Addicted
There's nothing I wouldn't give,
I'm still addicted...
But it's not really me you love,
It's my best friend...
There's nothing I wouldn't have done,
Anything for you...
You're all I've ever wanted,
But now, you said we're through...
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KaceyJaceyXD
I'm a sophomore in this little town in Georgia that most of you probably haven't even heard of. Reading and writing has always been my life, but it's only been in the past few years that I've honed in on poetry. Now, I vent through it! I also have a passion for photography and community service. I would like to teach when I get out into the real world. My tidbit of advice for any and everyone would be don't take life too seriously, nobody makes it out alive anyways! Haha, have fun trolling around my profile. :) I have a wattpad, too! It's under the username KaceyJaceyXD, so hit me up there. :D
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