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Confusion

Like a rash he's on me ,
Cold like snow,
Passionate and caring,
10 degrees below.

Near and attentively warm,
Distant and engaged,
Is this his norm?
Miles apart.

Hungry and near obsession,
removed and forgotten.
Embracing compassion
Desolate and abandoned.

I cannot read the signals given
separating illusion,
Addictive Confusion
Written by cazzdd
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