January 11, 2018

addiction by nicole s.'s really is an in-depth poem of negativity. it incorporates death. for me, i just lost my grandma so its easy to relate to the words in the poem. from the way i brush my hair to how i tie my shoes. "ill live here as the memories crack, just wait for her to come right back". in my eyes the memories of her are so old they've become ancient but I won't ever forget. despite the fact she's gone, I'll see her again someday.

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