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Bitter Sensations
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Love is eternal, unfortunatly Every time I eat,
I'm nausious.
Every time I think,
it's about not having you.
Every time I remember,
I was forever yours,
And you were mine.
Tears flow with reckless abandon,
as my body is wracked in spasms,
all the while clutching a memory,
A stuffed dog, and you.
Whoever she was, she doesn't know what she had.