Quitting You- A Poem
- Eunice PL
- Dec 27, 2019
- 1 min read
Updated: Feb 1, 2020
Your touch,
your kisses,
you are so addictive.
It’s like I got a chance to try a line of pure cocaine and then was cut off and left to have crack.
Let’s face it,
crack is WHACK.
I’m not sure how to fight the addiction but I sure wish you were around to wean me off correctly,
to make sure I could come down off this high properly without the crash.

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