Toxic
My cravings,
for his lips,
For his touch,
the cravings,
of a toxic,
person,
danger lies,
in those,
moments,
of none belief,
he took my heart,
but shattered,
it next,
the pushing,
the shoving,
of one toxic,
person,
to the next,
toxic person,
why,
do I,
want his lips,
his touch,
his love,
when we,
both are toxic,
for each,
other.
Why hasn’t,
the cravings,
gone away,
its been awhile,
so how do I,
get over,
my first,
toxic love.
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