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Thursday, May 12, 2011

Date with poison

We sat we chat
I laughed you laughed
But it was a date with poison
I knew I could never be who I use to be
But I forced myself to try, to try so hard at it
Still yet it was toxic
I became woozy and out of my element
Then we parted our ways with a gentle touch
That meant nothing to me
I felt nothing!
But I became sick
Sick with thought
A nauseating impulse to reach out
Guards down , I reached back to the familiar
And like familiar you let me down.

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