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Just Wondering

Do they have a rehab program

to get over those people

you can't let go?

 

Those who sink into your veins

like a hypodermic needle,

momentarily filling you with hope.

 

Hope for a new life.

Hope for acceptance.

Hope for unconditional love.

 

Is there a way to recover

from the dreams that are lost

when hope is taken away?

 

When the drug is removed

and the world settles back

to dull shades of gray and brown.

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Jun 10, 2010
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