In a blinding moment of withdrawal
His face retreats, dissipates
I fear so much
Did I forget my lover in the moonrise of my sobriety ?
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PoetryRiddles of the lamented heart I keep preserved in a decent hush of demented peace and quiet. Major tw bitches
4. I miss the medecine
In a blinding moment of withdrawal
His face retreats, dissipates
I fear so much
Did I forget my lover in the moonrise of my sobriety ?
