Addict Mode
My brain is emptied ,
My soul is faint,
I miss my muse,
I need some rest,
When I think of something,
This one pops in my head,
I want a bowl of soup,
I need a dose to take,
I miss everybody,
I wan to write and back again.
Copyright © Aiyah Torres | Year Posted 2014
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