Mørkegrøn Neglelak

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  • Publiceret: 23 apr. 2016
  • Opdateret: 23 apr. 2016
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I barely remember that day, the day I met her. The day where everything changed. The day, I was wearing dark green nail polish. - This is a poetry collection with short poems about or inspired by HER and our story. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jeg kan knap nok huske den dag, den dag jeg mødte hende. Den dag hvor alt ændrede sig. Den dag, jeg bar mørkegrøn neglelak. - Dette er er en digtsamling med korte digte om eller inspireret af HENDE og vores historie.

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10. Addicted to you

A lot of people know the term addicted.

They understand what it means,

but they don't know...

what it's like.

That feeling of,

it's the only way to survive.

The feeling of,

nothing else matters without it.

That feelings of,

being trapped,

until you get it.

The feeling of,

knowing how stupid it is,

but doing it anyway.

That feeling of,

being so lost...

That feeling of suddenly,

feeling free again.

The feeling,

you get after.

High.

Happy.

Regret.

Depressed.

Need,

to do it again.

That's why they do it.

That's why we do it.

Over and over...

And it feels like,

we can't stop.

Never.

That's how it feels.

That's what an addiction is like.

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