AddictedA Poem by Krystal ThomasInsanity; To do the same thing over and over again expecting different results. But it's different this time right? I swear it's different this time, please be right. And if recollection is true, then why the f**k do I keep going back to you? Because I should remember how tired my soul becomes when I'm trying to figure your mind out. I guess Plato is telling me to learn my lesson; But if the lesson is supposed to be to stop loving so hard, then I'll stay insane and not change as the seasons do. Because loving you was one of the worst feelings I have ever endured, But it also made me feel so damn alive.
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StatsAuthorKrystal ThomasLexington, KYAboutKrystal. 20. Junior at the University of Kentucky. Amateur writer. more..Writing
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