… An addict loves coffee,
that deep-seeded need
that buries all rational emotion.
I breathe you
you’re part of my routine
part of my being
you run hot through my veins
I wake up
only to seek you out
only to feel the burn
of your lips branding my skin
I need you
like an addict needs rehab,
that knowing that are wrong for me
that knowing that I just can’t quit.
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Bio: Raelee Lancaster is a university student and researcher living in Sydney, Australia. She has a passion for history and archaeology, and writes poetry in an attempt to seem witty and profound.
This really resonated with me, thank you 🙂
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This is perfectly relating
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Thank you for posting 🙂
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