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Sep 2014
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One day,
I fear: I will be
way too much of a
burden for even you,
my love.

A year has come
and gone in two blinks
of the eye. Through torment,
sorrow and depression and ties.

Ties made of wire and some
made of string. That were cut
from my cast without
anything.

You've been my rock,
my sanity, a saving grace.
But I don't know what
I'd do if you ever left
this place.

My heart swells with
love and passion
and fire, with the scent
of your skin or touch
with desire.

Not for *** or money or
gifts or for gold. Rather,
your love is my drug
that keeps me consoled.
KM
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KM  USA
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