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Addicted

Slave to the corse

By Esmee BallPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
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Start writing...Slave to a cause, Beholden to thee

Always seeking, searching & working for your source

And addicts are ten a penny, so many variation, form, shape

& size, each dependant upon a master, life unbearable without

it living is a disaster. So whatever your vice whether its prohibited

or even a crime to ends one will go comprimising all of their time.

Its disguised in manya way be it pretty, tasty or smelling delicious

Or in a form of white powder or £10 wraps so divine.

But fools we all are and fooled too by its ruse, truth is its Satan's

hand that we choose. But did you know all we use is not needed

As we are born with the best possible feeling, It's bestowed upon

all that are breeded.

Look into yourself and you'll see you possess all you need to feel,

see have beauty beyond any chemical manufactured seed.

Live true to nature, staying close to it's side and it'll give back &

freely provide. Beware of man & its made unpure, fraudulent

stings. As with it pollution is all that it brings.

Even the air is intoxicated by man and his plans. Boy can't

even walk free without polluting yoiur hands.

Why have we ruined our beautiful our beautiful earth,

taking and making funds from its hearth. Its a tradegy how

we are imprinted wrongly from birth

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