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Dark Limerence
You would think the obsession was a profession
the way it worked on them day & night
Their poker face came in handy hiding deep emotions
but what the eyes spoke just wasn't right
Compulsively watching as if they were paid for every
sight their eyes gleaned
The word salad was a telling sign, but I had refused to
digest what I was seeing
Let me address every letter as I digress in a few lines
& recollect
I ignored signs on the road that warned of danger that
I should have stopped to read in retrospect
Their love bombs can start wars not easy to survive if
you're unaware & faint of heart
I should have ignored the barrage then armored up
& pulled out from the very start
What followed was the madness of "a mad being" that
was urged to stop to no avail
There are no limits to methodical madness nor any
part of your life they won't surveille
Beware of interactions as you never know who it is
you may come across
You could end both the victim as well as villain even if
there wasn't a soul you did accost
It could cost you your life in more ways than one if
you become a possession of the obsessed
Their oppressive actions & delusional mind can make
it hard to escape being oppressed
Copyright ©
Jasen Ridley
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