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I catch my hands

Trying to pry you off

Of me with desperation-

Than a wonderment when

I realize it was in desperation

To stop clinging to you.

I would set myself aflame

And wash the ashes down

A sewage pipe if only to

Stop the chemical dependency

Of you- if only,

If only it weren't already too late.

The stone was carved

In the moment I realized

You freed me from

Any memories of before.

I need you. 

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