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Ryzeofthepoet Sep 2018
My heart is racing,
Its about to burst out of my chest.
At one point I though this was a sweet dream.
The up's and down's kept me trying
The words you sung
Had me hooked.
Until I found where you kept your poison.
And I regret that I ever took a sip.

And that was it,
I woke up
Only to realise this was all a bad dream.
A very, very bad dream.

— The End —