Like an addict
My senses driven beyond control - the mere sight of you
Re-wire me
Today is laced with traces of yesterday...lines of you taken in
I lost myself in the process
Disconnected synapses & technical error messages
My brain no longer possessing the stop button
'Stop' thinking of you
Tomorrow and you...
I'm deleting my hard drive - cease existing!
Tomorrow will be a new day
No longer ransomed by your pretence
Get out!
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Goes to the deep ends of passions, that poem