The Face

I couldn’t erase the image

of this face

It was constantly

appear

no matter

what I did

It was fresh

God how wanted it

As much as I could have

I know how it sounded

in the beginning

But I wanted

that face

as much as

I could have

It was the addict

in me

All or nothing

The pain

of not

having

wasn’t

enough

For not having this face was all I wanted

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