Desperately

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Teaching myself to depend on you was the most painful thing I've done

It left me awfully desperate
Desperately craving your attention
Desperate enough to poison myself
With toxic memories that taste like you

My senses are feeble, easily overwhelmed
But they crave to be filled with you
Ever touch is another step from painful reality
Every heavy breath reels me closer to comfort and peace

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