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Jun 2014
Love is a poison with deadly toxins, that intoxicates your body-n=soul.
Make your heart skip-a-beat; as your body roots; it willingly flow.
Your feelings go; slow. And your fingertips turn; cold.
Food doesn't taste; mold; music, sounds, all get old.
Minutes turn to hours; or days; you never know.
So powerful; overwhelming as it sets-in.
Death is a given; that reality lives-in.
Nothing; is forever. We are loved.
Then love lost; and there u go.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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   Jay12
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