Bittersweet Love
You're like a disease without a cure
A part of me that can't be extracted
Forever infused into every cell of this infected body
Coursing through my veins to overtake my heart
Choking my every thought; not allowing me to function properly
Capturing the best of me and creating a tumor
Slowly drowning my life in yours
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