Chocolate
Chocolate chastises my every thought,
addiction from something easily bought,
dagerous yet sweet, I am caught.
What waits within the wrapper will always win,
we all have our demons, and chocolate is my sin,
day 1 without satisfaction, my crucible will begin.
Who will I be when I a stripped of my ties,
humanity's true nature, in addiction it lies.
This poem is about:
Me
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