Habit

Habit 

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Habit
Stare down 
Temptations 
Slippery slope
Confusion
No future 
No Hope
Don't need you
Break habit
Hard
Don't know 
When you 
Will hit

Habit
You take 
me down
When weak
One state 
Of mind 
To another
You jail me 

Habit
rose-colored 
Glasses 
Your Sweet 
Promises
My dead-end
We can't 
Dance and
Not sleep 
Together
God knows 
I've tried

Habit
False spirit 
Not my 
Medicine 
Monkey 
Get off 
My back 
Thank God
Breathe
Turn away 
Uncertain 
Whats
Coming
Next
Around 
The 
Bend 

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Habit 

Goodnight

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© David Penn Arndt 2022

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