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Feb 2014
If love be a drug then I have been abstinent; Refrained.
I've been nervous, timid, uneasy, and afraid
To feel Cupid's euphoria ecstasy coursing through my veins.
If love be a drug, I must've not found the right dealer.
One that will point me to my Aphrodite and teach me how to keep her.
Written by
Jake
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