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Mar 2017
I found Heaven,
From first I kissed her lips,
But I lost myself,
In a needle and a bag.

A little pill drove the pain away,
And a bag brought me false paradise,
And these four walls held me tightly,
As I sweat it all out inside.

And steel bars and concrete walls,
Kept me away from you,
When the ****** finally,
Left my veins.

Now it's been four months,
And I've held Heaven in my arms again,
But I can't yet call her mine,
Though I haunt her dreams at night.

And it'll be four more months,
Before I might fall asleep with her by my side,
And repeatedly I dream of memories,
That make me want to run, to hide.
Aaron Reisinger
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Aaron Reisinger
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