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 Nov 4
Dianali
All the poison micro-dosed
In the form of your affection,
Thoughts of your laughter
Circulating in my veins
Relieved now I can gladly state
All of it, has finally left
My spirit and flesh
 Nov 4
Dianali
I’m trying so hard to keep it inside
It’s in the surface of my heart
I can’t scratch it
It’s spreading
And then it overflows
It’s overwhelming
It slides down my face
Salty watery trace
I’ll be okay
Just not today
 Nov 4
Dianali
All that love flowing through my veins
got me sick to my stomach
I’m disgusted by how much
I loved you.

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