Nov 2014
It's kind of an addiction,
like one from an overused drug--
Your name.
I take it continuously
though it gives me no peace.
Only the injury widens;
and I rejoice in that pain.
like one from an overused drug--
Your name.
I take it continuously
though it gives me no peace.
Only the injury widens;
and I rejoice in that pain.
(22/F)
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