Addicted Poem by Elizabeth Muller

Addicted



Go throw up they say
Well, I say okay
Now I'm hooked and don't know
'Cuz I've thrown up slow

The harsh truth
They don't have a clue
But I'm stuck on this disease like glue

this disease is my oxygen
Without it I'm affected
With it I'm addicted

I come home, sit down
And look through my book
Their perfect shape and body
Is what got me hooked...

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