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Lovenom
Lovenom Have you wondered how is that we fall in love? Perhaps you though a disguise blessing from above? I say this deception is distilled with in us. Deep with in the dark of the soul and venomous. It’s the poison of the heart; the hemlock of the soul. It leaves our eyes blackened; a gun powder dull. It’s the pulse in our veins; the cadence in our blood. It’s the oxygen overdose that floods our lungs. It’s injected through our eyes in a moments glance Infected like prey we'll never stand a chance. We plagued our very hearts and minds with our own hands. We plagued our souls and thoughts which we’ll never understand. I’ve tried to unplug my heart and soul from this program In attempt to see how addicted I really am. But that only sucked the air out of my lungs Which made me see the worst I’ve become. Dress me up in this poisonous disease of fancy. Before you know it I’ll be dead and you’ll be happy. Dress me up in this permanent imperfection. As my heart will ache for a cure to this infection.
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