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My addiction I have,

So powerful over me.

It probably makes you cringe,

To look at it and see.

Why can’t I control,

My powerful addiction.

Perhaps I should seek help,

And confess my sin.

But what would people say,

About me when I walk by.

They wont see the quiet boy,

But one big walking Lie.

It’s a horrible thought,

I said to myself years ago.

But now I sit,

And I can’t make it go slow.

When I try to quit,

It settles in my mind.

But then something will happen,

And my addiction inclines.

I'm trying harder everyday though,

To withstand my addiction.

Hopefully no will find out,

Especially those who call my 'Son'.