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A Vacant Church
If we should ever meet again,
Don't humor me--I'll understand.
My lover runs through my veins,
And I don't regret my obsession
Yet. I know you can't take me home
With you to meet your family &
Friends. What an awkward introduction
That'd be, a fucking zombie amidst
Pristine guests. The charity case,
I don't need nor you to waste your
Time accidentally pouring into my
Hopeless fixes. I am not searching
A Savior, but my soul to be quelled
By one more hit.
Don't humor me--I'll understand.
My lover runs through my veins,
And I don't regret my obsession
Yet. I know you can't take me home
With you to meet your family &
Friends. What an awkward introduction
That'd be, a fucking zombie amidst
Pristine guests. The charity case,
I don't need nor you to waste your
Time accidentally pouring into my
Hopeless fixes. I am not searching
A Savior, but my soul to be quelled
By one more hit.
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