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Sep 2014
An induced trigger by what is thought to be proper,
healthier then the other options.
Wide eyes and wandering thoughts,
distracting everything from anything.
The taste and the rush.
Followed by the numbness and silence.
That beautiful noise that only happens,
when the dependent comes into play with
a precious mind
a heavy soul
a broken heart.
I wrote this while experiencing *** for the first time.
Sydney Marie
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Sydney Marie  28/F/Canada
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