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Confession

I'm addicted, conflicted with these
habits 
a compulsive disorder, I can't seem to rehab it.
A disease of the mind wages war with the soul.
Reeking its havoc just outside my
control,
I battle not with flesh and blood
I play the victim of the stubborn darkness that didn't drown in the flood.
I am what I am
For You are that You are

if this game of life was but a dream
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Monday, March 28, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: confessional
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