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Jan 2016
I have an addiction
To the touch of a skin so sweet
A gentle reminder
Of the hope that lingers in my heart
Your gaze sets my chest on fire
The flames licking the edges of my subconcious
Enough to remind me of the subtle effects of something that used to be called love
Prodding common sense with a notion of maybe this time
Maybe this won't be the devastating blow the last broken heart had
I have an addiction to the thing that makes me forget
Wrote this a while ago. Isn't true now, but it was then.
Amber Bent
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