The Pull of Addiciton

By , southampton, PA
The diamond shaped stars,
Caught my eye walking by.
Their jeering smiles haunting.
Step on little one,
The voice in my head,
But those faces wanted my back.
I will not go near them again,
And to this day I know.
Had i given in...
I'd be where i was a year ago.





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