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Addiction


I have an addiction, that I can't seem to break. 

I tend to help others fix their mistakes. 

I put others' happiness before my very own, 

and I make sure their potential becomes known. 

I can't help it, I can't help it! 

I can never go without that feeling for while.

I need, I want to help people smile.

So shed your tears, and tell me your fears 

but be willing to open your eyes and ears. 

 

 

 

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