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Intoxicated...

As I am writing this, she is going through my mind...who is she? How is she doing this? Why is it that I can hear her voice when she isn't near me?

What is this intoxication?

Am I poisoned?

Have I been caught up in somebody's web?

I want her...i want to see her...be around her...I am poisoned...and it seems it only grows worse and worse with each passing hour...

How did this poison get injected into me? Will I be able to regain my right state of mind or will this intoxicating yet slightly euphoric state take over me completely...

I am struggling to keep my mind at peace...Poisoned Euphoria...something that is bad and gets worse but makes you feel so good...

I like having her in my head...that smile...her scent...her voice...

I may have became a slave...

How deep does this poison go...?

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