He couldn't get enough of me.
He was so addicted to my body,
he forgot about the side-effect.My mind.
But I never forgot.
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Poezie"Her night was wasted away on people who live in the day" Free verse, word spill. Poems from a teenage girl about heartbreak, love, sadness, and hope. [[COMPLETED]]
addiction
He couldn't get enough of me.
He was so addicted to my body,
he forgot about the side-effect.My mind.
But I never forgot.