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.

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