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Addiction
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Chips and TeaA Poem by Footprints al carbonIn the early morning. |
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Introduction - Before HerA Chapter by LiliaIntroduction to "What She Is" |
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Chapter 1 - The GirlA Chapter by LiliaChapter 1 of "What She Is" |
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Chapter 2 - Finding MarahA Chapter by LiliaChapter two of "What She Is" |
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DissonanceA Poem by Derek ThiemAbout the cognitive dissonance experienced when you have substance abuse disorder, or addiction |
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AcheA Poem by FetusJesusThere's an ache,Deep down inside me.This makes it burn less.It feels good.My addiction is no different than yours.A flash of light, it's gone within s.. |
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AlcoholicA Story by JenniferHow I've made realization over my father's drinking problem and how I've dealt with the pain. |
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A ConversationA Story by Nicholas DominicisA conversation takes place late one night under the stars, as two sides of a conflict debate over a past they both long for. |
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A letter to CameronA Story by sammy.sunshinethe addiction to chaos |
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father, hallowed be thy nameA Poem by Maryrose Anastasiai. slight, amber bottle lying, veiled: peaking through cotton sheathes. it pleads delicately, so i take it. and i saw how Mom would a.. |
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Grant Me the SerenityA Poem by Mario VitalePerfect for those struggling with addiction |
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I AmA Poem by Shannon Lee RohnI Am ~ I Am ~I am what's constant to your brain,I know you want me, but I can't feel your pain,I am what mentally keeps you insane,And the pleasant of.. |
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My black strong never loverA Poem by aurora kastaniasjust in case it is not clear, this poem is about coffee! |
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Your WordsA Poem by CjbThe words you say are addictive The words you say are my drug You are my dealer You give me what I want, when I want without question. The images .. |
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Nothing is as it Seems; An Addiction StoryA Poem by CjbThe walls are closing in The roof is crashing down Noone notices, it doesnt even make a sound With every lost cry for help Screams turn into whimp.. |
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I Am HeroinA Poem by Madame MurrellInject me inside of your veins and I promise you the best highYou'd have the greatest feeling in the world that you won't care thatI'm the type of poi.. |
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Anything But Sober/ To The BrimA Poem by Catdrank too much |
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Killing sadnessA Poem by TamikaWe're all guilty of doing things that kill our sadness, right? What happens when the thing that kills it, is the thing that caused it in the fir.. |
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Wish You Weren't BeerA Poem by FemmeThe bottom of the bottle seems so bleak. |
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