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The bad habits just keep coming back
Like an ex that just won't leave you alone,
Draining all that it can from me
Everything that showed me is now unknown.
Little is better, Yet none is a gift
The painless poison takes the motivation,
Like a black & white picture with to much meaning
But it keeps coming like an endless invitation.
You say it will be your last
But you know you'll want more,
The temptation is greater than self-control,
Like a tital wave crushing my life.
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