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Jul 2017
Your sweet enticing voice was a sirens call,
beckoning me to your every whim.
The taste of your tongue was poison,
slowly causing my addiction.
Your beautiful eyes were hypnotizing
blinding me from the madness
you called from within me.
Your golden curls
were barbed wire
wrapping my up and filling my veins;
allowing you control of my precious lifeblood.
The sweet aroma of your flesh
was a drug
fixing me into a haze.
Your special smile was a bright beacon for my heart
calling me in and promising never to let me go.
In your strong warm arms I felt like I was home.
But every little beautiful thing about you couldn't steal my care for myself
because my sweet selfishness
is embedded deep in my heart.
And my promise to myself
to take no ****
is a vow I take seriously
Written by
Gem  F
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