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Jan 2019
Even when you were pouring poison down my throat,
I wanted to believe that it was medicine,
Because it was you.

Even when my back was broken,
I would’ve carried you,
Because it was you.

Even though there wasn’t space in my heart,
I harboured you inside my chest,
And loved you.

And when my body collapsed,
and my mind was lost,
you were nowhere to be seen.

were you ever there?
Tegan
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Tegan  17/F/Uk
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