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Dec 2013
Hahaha,
Round and round
I spin in
And I spin out,
Up and down
Upon the ground,
Your love makes
Me love the cold ground,
Faulterring speech
With an infernal smell
hugging me everywhere
Atrocious hell,
No it's not them pills
That work
Nor the smoke
or the dirt,
Not even ecstacy
Just a little twirk,
of smiles
And hugs,
that makes me drunk,
I'm not a wobbly child,
But an adult in love,
Toddling around
In the spell of your love!
Glittering stars I see at
daytime,
while the sun shines brightly
For me at night,
the rainy season now
makes me feel good,
No need of umberellas or even hoods,
Hahaha!
indeed I'm mad,
Not psychopathically
But in real minds,
"Truely,Madly,Deeply"
In love,
Yours,that binds
Me to the sky,
Gravity can no longer
keep me in sight,
Up and above the hills
I swim,
Yes I'm addicted to this
Little thing,
It's complicated
but mystical,
Yes it's love
That makes me blurred
And a little absurd!
Hahaha!!! Love is indeed better to use instead of a drug.. It's more addicting!!
Β©NivedaAmber
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