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Oct 2011
I'm losing focus.
Intake becomes more,
It becomes heavy.

The petals of the rose seem brighter,
The green grass more vivid.
I can be anything.

This is what he's turned me into.
Heeding his advice,
following in his footsteps.

I wonder why I love him,
I wonder why I'm attached.
But I'm not blind.

I know it's wrong,
He keeps me alive.
My eyes are open

Living, breathing, seeing.
I know it's bad,
not really society's favorite thing
But I love it.
Faith Melton
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