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What were they like?
They were the deciding factor
Of a good or bad day
Of whether I was okay
If we were okay
They could change my mood
Stop me in my tracks
Jumble my mind
Blind me from the truth
Like heroin
I was their addict
Ephemeral pleasure
Everlasting poison
By the end
I was weak
Lost
Stripped of all identity
And they appeared
In my dreams
...Saturday 29th September 2018 10:52 pm
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