Addicted

I am addicted

addicted to a drug that messes with more than just your mind

It's called love.

Love, Love, love. Oh, what a drug.

take it once, and you're hooked

Fall for it twice, and it could be your demise

love is a drug that some will die for, and others will die looking for.

Love something evol if it's not done right.

Oh, share a little love with me

feed my addiction because I am beginning to withdraw

I miss the colors

they've begun to fade.

Without love, my world I black and white.

Love, You make me so neurotic.

I am addicted.

addicted to love

This poem is about: 
Me

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