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This man,
So weak and fragile.
His heart aches,
His soul hurts.
Empty he is
Craving more of this.
This drug that she gave him,
The drug he calls love.
He's in withdrawal right now.
Getting weaker and weaker by the second.
The pain is tortourous
Unbearable
Heartbreaking.
It controls him,
It drives him,
It heals him,
It destroys him...
He needs his heroin,
He needs his dope.
He needs his fix of love.
Her love.
She is his needle,
She is his blunt,
She gives him what he really needs.
This addiction,
This obsession isnt good for him,
But he's hooked,
And there's no going back now.