Addicted to Life

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Wrenched from warm womb, I screamed

and became addicted to this tragedy.

The pain, constant companion in all I do,

from playing with friends to being friendless.

Each moment spent waiting for my fix,

for the sharp sting and deep soul ache

that screams out through me, “Yes–

Yes! You are still alive!”

And so I smile and continue on, an addict

from birth till the day the pain goes away.

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