poetry

bad habits die hard… 

​those kind of lovers 

that are addictive 

like cigarettes 

leave us breathless 

and hooked on a feeling 

overpowering more than our thoughts 

that even if we have to quit 

years after the fact 

we find ourselves craving them 

every once in a while 

-joshua ryan stewart

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