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Jan 2016
Frog legs and boiled eggs
Hair from an ogre
A bone from a rats shoulder
Rabbits feet and a 1000 year old dragons teeth
I can smell the odor of what's brewing on the stove
Oozing from the crock ***
A potent potion
Made to bewitched with one sip
A touch of it on your lips
And you slip under its spell
Thoughts of your own expelled
As you fall deeper
From the concoction
Your world turned upside down
As your bound from this liquid drug
That gave you the case of the love bug  
Once you consumed the cursed beverage
You found love but not In the right way
And from the drink I took a sip
That you slipped infront of me
Written by
devante moore  24/M
(24/M)   
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