My fightA Poem by Clare MooreMy addiction has me trappedMy addiction has this grip death and overdose don't free me Everyday it sends me on a guilt trip If I keep down this dark road I foresee a crave I can't shake and a death I can't stop So I fight for the strength Before this diesese makes me drop Because death is an arms length And hope is foreign death is what I pray for Depression has its reign I fight once more © 2012 Clare MooreAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorClare MooreCulver City, CAAboutI just moved to LA from California and have been going thru some s**t and love to write. more..Writing
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