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the only substance
that could subside
the torment
of longingness
are these sparkling
drops on my cold cheeks;
the only anaesthesia
to my remorse and grief
my tears that contradict
my own words of feigned comfort
the only company that stays
even in the most bitter of nights
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YOU ARE READING
Poem Addiction
Poetry"A poet's greatest strength is his words; his greatest weakness is his emotions; his greatest addiction is his paper that is the world he lives in." -Eskay Kitz-
