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Aug 2016
Keep drinking from that tap
Even when you grow weak
Return still to take another gulp
Make yourself sick from it

But keep going back
Until it ******* kills you.


I stretch my hand out
Red with warm, healing heat
Burning up from my gut
Supercharged by my longing heart

You're just within reach
Let me touch you.
A suggestion from a dear friend to combine two previous poems since they were eerily similar.  I like it!
Genevieve
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Genevieve
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   ---, --- and Jamie King
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