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Addiction.FDSM.Power.Happiness
DISCLAIMER.Story through poem.Contains mild profanity.

F.D.S.M~Fame,Drugs,Sex,Money.


People,in life are pulled by this seduction.
The pulling force of unknown reduction.
Life has had its own deduction.
The common quagmires of addiction.

Schooldays gave him the new game.
To become famous was the aim.
To remain unknown was a shame.
Which opened him the doors of fame.

Then,one day he became a thug.
The college hero who pulled his tug.
His actions,the axe his life did dug.
The euphoric taste of weed and drug.

Then one day,she came to the flux.
The girl of life who killed his vex.
Later then she became his ex.
The one who gave him hardcore sex.

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As she left,he thought of more honey.
He wanted to bring,back the harmony.
He toiled days,those days which were sunny.
He made those heaps,of new drug,money.

He thought,still that he lost to his lover.
He thought,this while he was in shower.
A new desire poked in this shiver.
The great bizzare quench for power.

He showed his mind, his souls faithfulness
He ran out in search of the new gladness,
Carved his niche in his life's shabbiness,
He found his bless,his worlds happiness.