Addiction
Getting High;To feed this f*ckin Addiction;While life goes on;Long enough, instead i could be resting;My brain says, Yes & my heart says, Not yet!;God, I'm not finished.. I wont give up;Would you consider a Miricle?;Or just wish me Luck?;The needle in my life, its what i truly love;The dangerous drug, i wish not to give up;Help is needed;To stop this bleeding!;To fix me screaming!;Divided in two;Watching my spirit slowly leaving;Hurting & burning.. Get these demons off me;Look what Heroin has caused me!;A young kid who shouldnt be a fein;If you have this to read, hopefully you see what i mean!;
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