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The Cure
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Not sure the genres can accurately describe, but it's a poem about someone who feels that their relationship is more painful than pleasureful.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Angst - Words: 111 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 1 - Published: 06-16-04 - id: 1639962
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The Cure

Administer the truth, but only if it will dull the pain. Pass the poison; make me live again.

I'd feel numb, but I can't remember how. I'd breathe, if I could find the words. I'd scream, for you anything.

Bandage the lies, if it will stop the bleeding. Strap me to the gurney; stop being so greedy.

Your compassion is a bed of nails. Your piety a whipping post. Your love is a tourniquet. I can't take it anymore.

Wash away my memories--scars that'll never fade. You can't cover up my wounds with just one Band-Aid.

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