Addiction

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I think of you all the time. I think of you when I walk in the cold street, wandering around like a lost soul. I think of you in the morning, in the first scratch of a second when I open my eyes.. I think of you while sipping my coffee . I think of you while I'm partying and how much I exhaust myself of finding a way not to think of you but it's a total fiasco. I'm tired. I want to think of anything else beside you but I can't help it. You live in my head. Growing everyday like a damned tumor till it comes the day when you'll bring the death of me.
If this isn't enough reason to beg for a savior, what else !

 If this isn't enough reason to beg for a savior, what else !

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