AddictionWill he stop his addiction?
Or keep this friction
Will it be between us forever?
Will it keep us from being together?
Itís tarring my heart
Making us drift further apart
Breaking what use to be love
The angelís watch and cry from above
Watching a golden heart rust
All itís used for now is to collect dust
Poetry by Ariel Bennett
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Written on 2006-12-30 at 19:02
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