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Jun 2017
Call me a *******, cause I can't stay away.
I'm captured in the pain, the agony of love.
It's gnawing at my heart, and has been since the start.

Call me a sinner, cause I'll never be a saint.
The church has nothing left for me.
You are my religion and you're crawling in my veins.
You surely aren't an angel, at least not the kind with wings.
Still I'll always follow, the broken path you lead.

Call me a hypochondriac, I simply can't resist.
You suffocate me softly when you whisper in my ear.
Now I'm terrified that our first kiss will be my end.
You toy with my emotions, now my heart is caving in.

Our love is like poison.
Tragically, it's sweet.
I can't get enough, and it brings me to my knees.
Sam
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Sam  27/M/Portland OR
(27/M/Portland OR)   
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