Wean myself off of you

When I talk myself out of reaching out

and I get used to being without you…

And I train my lungs to breathe anew… And I am sort of ok again…

you sneak back in through the cracks like I haven’t had to heal the wounds you left last…

Alas, hooked again… I have to wean myself off of you…

And the addiction to your sweet false tales…

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