katie badham - addicted

images go through me, him and me
so romantic, so happy
yet if you rip that wall paper away you find just a wall
when looking at it makes me feel so small
addicted to his smell
addicted to his laugh
addicted him in all it is hell
It's not like a pencil when you rub the mark out
it's always in my head, it messes me about
i will confess i am addicted

katie badham

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