Poetry

Torn by You

I am addicted to you.
Addicted to the searing pain
Coursing through my existence
When you caress
My gaping wounds.
In your absence
I notice,
My addictions are
Tearing me apart.
When you are
Beside me,
I realize,
I enjoy being torn by you.
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