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Dear Meth


                  Dear Meth,
        The monster you have created,
        My eyes you have sedated.
        The care you have to show,
        The reason, I do not know.
        I want you more than ever,
        But am I concerned? No never.
        You are always my true love,
        But you wasn't sent from above.
        Hell is where you came,
        The devil is to blame.
        Why does he always capture?
        It ends with a rapture.
        I always seek ways to find,
        I wish that I could blind you.
        My system can not take you,
        My mind won't earase you.
        I always try to hide,
        But youv'e been here by my side.
        You have always been a friend,
        You have always took my hand.
        But I don't need you anymore,
        I have others to adore.
        I try to push you away,
        But you always manage to stay.
        You pop up out of no where,
        You always act like you care.
        I need you to leave me alone.
        But I can't forget you on my own.
        I need help,
        Can anyone hear me yelp? 

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I am currently 24 years of age. I grew up in a small town located in North Carolina. I went through sexual, mental, and physical abuse in my years. My escape for a long time was drugs and writing. I am working on my sobriety after being an addict for 8+ years. I realized I need to get clean after overdosing more than 10 times. I just moved to Florida with my fiancé (she doesn't use) in hopes to start fresh in life.

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Anddmasinio
<p>this is the war i have been battling. good writing</p>

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