Addicted.

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I'm addicted to this past lifestyle.
It disgusts me. makes me scream. makes me cry.
This time I really did wrong.

I got involved with your feelings. It was fun, it wasn't supposed to last, but now I can't stop.
You're nice, but your part of something I no longer associate with.

You don't understand that who you met is not "me."
More like an evil twin that needs to  die.

I'm in too deep.