The Addict
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the addict sleeps
his life away,
narcotic fog
keeps pain at bay.
dodging pain,
he knows no joy,
another soul
without employ.
such are those
who run from life.
the irony,
without the strife
there is no force
to make them strive,
no cause to even
be alive.
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