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- I am strong at sharepoetry
The wretched truth deceives / One who cannot grasp life. / Somber waves of sorrow butchers / Lives of the delicate. / / False sense of glory burns / The souls of the weakened. / Diluted shots of love destroys / Minds filled with great ho - Me at sharepoetry
Addiction; The uncontrollable compulsion to do something over and over no matter the devastation I brings to you, your family, or your furture. / / I know this all too well, and never have I fully came out of it's depths. There is nothing more fright
