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May 2016
At least that's what it seems to be...




We're distant,
But not too far away,
I crave for your touch,
Every single day,

We're tortured,
Consumed in pain,
You not being with me,
Is driving me insane,

We're in fear,
That we might not be,
Without each other,
We're never in peace,

We're addicted,
Don't feel complete,
My wild heart is beating,
Come save me,please,

Our own world,
Our own obsession,
Thats what it seems to be,
Our PERFECT ADDICTION.
Lucy Carter
Written by
Lucy Carter  UK
(UK)   
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