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For You, My Dear

Here is a hit

Of dopamine.

A complement

To make you

Feel good.

A smile.

Attention.

A kind word,

An ear, and gifts.

Whatever you want,

Whatever you need

to feel good,

to ignore the voids

in your heart.

Some external validation

Some gratification

More adoration

Without cessation

I give you passion

So you don’t have to feel

the cold, empty hole

in place of a soul.

            -Love

Your Narcissistic Supply

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