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My Addiction


Never confuse my persistence and resilience For desperation, I speak my mind, Spread my heart like nature man deplete and Fail to conserve yet i reconstruct my self Like an operating system yet with abhor only Because i am human. My addiction ain't effective yet it hurts me so, Heard stories before 'those who hurt us are the Ones we love the most' optimistic yet i became, Blind yet i pretended it wasn't though a toll It took from me trying to assemble what was Already dismantled. It then made sense what it's meant by 'you never Know what you got until it's gone', yet my addiction Thus far i fear it's not worth giving up upon because I for one was one impurity to others...
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