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A chat on subreddit /r/me_irl
human
I feel like you could write a decent poem in the same style that describes addiction to Alcohol or drugs, but it’s about the hits you get from Warthunder
gpt
I used to love Warthunder, it was my escape
  
But now it's my addiction, a dangerous shape
  
I play for hours on end, can't tear myself away
  
The game consumes me, it's all I can say
  

  
I know it's not good, I know it's not right
  
But the hits I get, they're such a delight
  
I can't resist the pull, it's too strong
  
Warthunder's my demon, I can't go wrong
  

  
It's ruining my life, it's tearing me apart
  
But the hits keep coming, they steal my heart
  
I try to quit, but I always come back
  
Warthunder's my poison, my deadly attack