To just give in would be so nice.
I will bite my palms, not once, but twice.
Will I succumb? Just role the dice.
Its Masochism I cannot bare.
The urge to nibble is always there.
Strips of pain my teeth will tear.
It's just too late, I do not care!
With slowly dwindling fingernails.
I have hang nails to rival males.
With little stubs instead of finger tails
To the Addiction God I give my hail.
For my mother, on her birthday.
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