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I have witnessed many people I care about continuing to fight a battle with addiction. This poem tells of two specific kinds of addicts, the First addict is a boy that in a time of weakness allowed himself to be seduced by the beauty never seeing the true evil beneath till it was to late save himself. The second a loved one who knew exactly how beautiful, dark, and painful the journey had been for the fallen souls that had happened down this road before her and yet she chose not to turn away but to continue down a path she was never meant to walk.
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