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Failing Addiction

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My fingers itch for the touch,
the feeling,
the rush...
I want for it again.
To feel that proverbial 'high' they say it is,
even if I no longer feel the joy
just the pain...
I try to move along
but the task slowly grows more challenging.
They say I should try harder,
keep up my strength,
but oftentimes I wonder if I can anymore...
Do you ever feel that way?
That pain and need
unnecessary,
yet essential?
I do.
Every blessed day...

The End
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