Love Bombing
They blow you up
To let you down
Make you feel love
When being clowned
Won’t be denied
They’ll draw you close
Promises of sky
And pots of gold
They’ll look so kind
And really they’re not
Playing with mind
Toying with heart
This may start fun
Won’t end well
Love bombing bum
Is really for sale
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