Call me addicted

by Weeping Willow   Sep 1, 2006


My hands shake
im about to break
call me addicted
nothing else fixes
but a wound self inflicted
call me addicted
uneasy rest
pain in my chest
call me addicted
i know its sick
but it helps me thru it
because im addicted

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  • 12 years ago

    by Areeba

    It is sad but i loved it (: Short and meaningful..

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