My Rehab

I have fallen too deep,
She turns me into addiction,
Without her there is no sleep,
She holds my final pension.

I woke up and move,
And hold her soft hand,
If bird then it's dove,
With a side hug i stand.

I look into her open eyes,
With her golden glass decorated,
With a beautiful face of hers,
And her precious voice penetrated.

She says" I am humble",
Obediently i open my chest,
She injects with a needle,
I wonder is this kind of love or fate.

Nothing now I after,
To stop this effect of hers,
She is my rehab in winter,
I forgot sitting in bars.

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