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Addiction gave me wings,

As it took away my sky,

While I lay in my bed,

Wishing for a glimmer of hope,

My oblivious soul staring over the shores,

And my melancholy takes the best of me,

As I break down,

Like a twig in a walk of a forest,

I roam around,

Like Verlaine's ghost,

Like a dead man rolling in their grave,

Addiction gave me wings,

But took away my sky.