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Urges

Urges

The urge to get it in my hand.
The urge to feel it through my veins.
The urge to let it numb everything.
These urges are something powerful & The cravings are just as wild All for a little taste of "Candy". The thoughts are reoccurring like a females period, To get a weekend away from all bitterness & tame these cravings. when finally getting it looking in the mirror after i got a little bit coming to my senses & seeing clearly the urge was me, When it should've been mind over matter since the beginning.

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Syd

Hi Ann, as you will probably come to learn, I'm not too good at reviews. What I can say though as that I can relate to this poem and I used to be the same way when I was 17 - 18. I eventually grew out of it. Hopefully with mind over matter you too can do the same. Take care - Syd 

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Tony Taylor

Hey ANN!!.....I know a lot of people that had to deal with the 'URGES' during their younger days!!..... the thing about nose candy is that if it goes too far it can land you in the psych ward...... for most it's the money spent that stops them....,,because when it starts calling your name you'll do anything to get more!!......I agree with SYD!.....the "Mind Over Matter" is the right course!!...... powerful write!!......ALL STARS!!......LOVE and ROCKETS!!......T xo ?☀✴✳?

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Ann

Thank you?

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