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Addiction

every day I wait
every moment
seems like the clock
is slow
and loud
and so precise
exact
ticking the rhythm
of a song
stuck in my head
and it doesn't match my pulse
I need to clear my brain
you're my addiction
I can't free you from my mind
I wish
this beat
would fade away
and I could think
of something else
than you





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