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Healing
March 29, 2011
Love:
The word does not even begin to describe how I feel about you.
Happy:
Cannot describe how you make my hear pound inside my chest, like it's on the verge of exploding.
Bliss:
Cannot describe the high I get when I'm with you.
Your touch, your smell-- soothes my soul.
Your a drug with the highest possible amount of THC
I'm hooked, addicted, dependent on the felicity of the soaring pleasure you give me.
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Forever, that's how long I'll feel this way. I am forever changed.