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Oct 2017
That smile,
That gentle smirk on your face.
It trapped me,
It left me here,
Speechless.

Tomorrow I'll see it again,
And I'm scared.
I keep thinking,
What do you think of me?

Love,
Lust,
Both.

Am I just a plaything?
Will you throw me away,
As soon as you get bored of me?

You are my XTC,
And I'm addicted.
Addicted to falling in love with you
Written by
Romée
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   Lior Gavra
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