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The Drug You've Become


The first time I gazed into your eyes, I felt like I was on the best of all highs. Their were times we've kissed, that I recall, It reminded me of the sweet taste of alcohol. The first time you linked your hand with mine, I felt the arousal of snorting my very first line. The first time our bodies gently intertwined, It was a rush of pure bliss, That put me on cloud nine. There are memories, that we share, Which have gotten me through these long, Lasting moments; of despair. You're the drug I can't seem to kick, You're the addiction I let take over; too quick. Now that you're gone, I'm feeling insane; An addict all alone, and no one to blame.
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Shauna Baughman

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CRAZY J
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