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Mar 2021
Love snakes its way to your heart.
Completely controlling anything it touches.
Then, it spreads to the arms and face.
All you want is to kiss them.
Eventually, it spreads to the brain,
And you watch yourself die.
Written by
The Lonely Poet  F
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