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Feb 2013
You've moved all your things
into every crevasse of my head

You've consumed all the feelings
that get pumped out of my heart
and into my bloodstream

You've taken over my form,
and I no longer have control
over my actions

Just as if I was always yours for
the taking
Dominique Roche
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