Wrong Addiction
Jittery were the days that I took sips of you,
Inhaled in your scent like an addict anew.
Easily attached,
An impossible recovery.
Swimming in my veins like a flu.
Jittery were the days that I took sips of you,
Inhaled in your scent like an addict anew.
Easily attached,
An impossible recovery.
Swimming in my veins like a flu.
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