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L Oct 2018
Drown in my eyes and let my kisses bring you air,
Someone always has to lose I know Its not fair.

No matter how you play your cards I have the better hand,
My silly game Is more complex than you could understand.

I pull you in with lipstick stains but keep some apathy,
My happiness Is only fuelled by lust and misery.

Even though I leave my mark you'll beg for more,
I'm a shiny poisoned apple and I'm rotten to the core.

— The End —