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Author: Katja de Wit
Fiction Rated: K - English - Poetry/Angst - Reviews: 3 - Published: 05-14-07 - Updated: 05-14-07 - id:2361560

Antidote

My mind converts my life to poison.

A venom, coursing through my being.
I know that there's no point in fleeing;
It's already inside of me,
As deep as it will always be.

I used to have the antidote;
You.
But you ran out.
I drained you for all you were worth,
Until you were empty,
Until you left.

And now there's no retrieving.



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