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How to love an addict:

Come here a moment,
Sit down
While I stitch up that
Same, sore wound
You’ve reopened so many times.
If you don’t mind, I’m
Putting in a small piece of my heart
Before I close this up
Just as little as I can give;
At trite relic, really.
When I’m done I want you to leave
Shut the door behind you
And never look back.
I'm stitched up in you,  
But I'm not a surgeon
and I'm not saint
and I want to keep close
what's left of my heart.  
Written by Virginiapetal
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