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Feb 2019
You'll be my poison
I will drink up
Every single drop
Until you are an empty cup
The venom made you sick
Extracted after so long
You might be free of toxicity
That's not all that is gone
Your heart already rotted away
Before the elixir burned my throat
At least saved some of you
Tried being your antidote
Now I feel ill inside my body
Emotions are being erased
Because I love you so much
I'll gladly die in your place
I can be pensive
You can be so sure
You'll be the poison,
You'll be the cure.
-AAR
Amanda Kay Burke
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Amanda Kay Burke  28/F/Alaska
(28/F/Alaska)   
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