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Jan 2020
When you told me you loved me,
I packed your words into a syringe
and injected them into my vein.
They traveled through my blood
into my heart,
my brain,
filling my body with joy;
my senses numb
to the world outside of us.
High on us,
high on your words,
but that high was gone as quickly
as you were.
Written by
Nathan A Brock  34/M/Behind you
(34/M/Behind you)   
       ---, Molly, Aurelia and Juneau
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