The Constant Lover
Tuesday, December 11, 2018
Poisoned Dreams
You’re the poison
That ensnares my senses,
That embodies my soul
And stuns my heart
Making my mind swirl into a cloud of my dreams that make no sense,
But then I see you
And you’re thee only thing that seems to make a meaning.
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