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You keep calling, With that voice, The one I use, When I want a twist. Into whatever is happening, Me and you, Her and him, Toxicity and whatever this love is. The close pull, Long pauses, In between moments, The unseriousness into what we are. The mixture we dont hate, Poison, Made for both of us, I introduced......you stayed. Now you keep feeling, A past, You aren't sure you want, You want that intoxicating pull. Like an attachment, You keep me close, More of whatever I am, Like you cant live without me. You want nothing, To do with me, You say that, While getting undressed. A little bit of this and that, Always, Between me and you, Maybe one day we will change. By:Jn
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Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 11:27 AM UTC
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You keep calling, With that voice, The one I use, When I want a twist. Into whatever is happening, Me and you, Her and him, Toxicity and whatever this love is. The close pull, Long pauses, In between moments, The unseriousness into what we are. The mixture we dont hate, Poison, Made for both of us, I introduced......you stayed. Now you keep feeling, A past, You aren't sure you want, You want that intoxicating pull. Like an attachment, You keep me close, More of whatever I am, Like you cant live without me. You want nothing, To do with me, You say that, While getting undressed. A little bit of this and that, Always, Between me and you, Maybe one day we will change. By:Jn
A habit maybe.......
#toxic#emotional#habits#love#darklove#seduction
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Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 11:27 AM UTC
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