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SunBeams
I miss the rush,
the release,
my dopamine,
my beautiful heroine
addicted to you,
I never felt so blue.
It was inevitable
that I would lose
lost in the hues of my
perfect muse.
Intoxicated in your mist
searching out my sweet bliss,
hoping for anything but
indifference.
Be my nepenthe
and chase away the sorrow
that leaves me so hollow.
My chemical high,
my sweet ...
Wednesday 20th September 2017 6:14 pm
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