Vanquishing Addiction.

I'm back again,

but differently.

Crying through

no fault but my own.

Shaking at the legs.

I am beat

This is beat.

Tick

Tock

Tick.

Nonsense,

just words

thrown at each other.

This is beat.

I snapped the needles,

what did you do?

I thought so.

Sorry junkie.

Beat.

Hey Kid...

I am beat,

this is beat!

The End

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