Every corner I seem to turn you are there, calling my name when I try and blot you out, tugging on my shirt sleeves shouting my name, every friend I seem to have is also yours this makes them less than friends of mine but still we gather in your name alone, I try to walk away from you but all to no avail, you never seem to let me go, you've become my instinct, in my thoughts I seem to see so little else but you, my life a little tedious I went and let you in, but now you've come to stay with me a shadow is what I am, day by day I curse your name but all so damn in vain a wretched creature is what I've become a sub human thing, but yet each day I do the dreaded rounds, street to street start the desperate search, not ceasing till I have you then I join the others you've enslaved, and own your slave is what I am , oh just let me go!
Reason for writing:
Drug addiction
Birth sign: Gemini
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