in.toxi.cation in a reflection
- May 30, 2014, 3:25 p.m.
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intense calls my love and i am
left wandering/
wondering/
.
if i were not hungry would you
feed me
if i were hungry you would
not feed me
.
this thirst that
knew not my name
now consumes me whole
and i am left parched
wanting
waiting
.
for the nights
when i could only
dream of
.
such an intoxication
as this
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apheleia ⋅ June 06, 2014