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My Disease

 
Down on your knees  
Brown eyes looking up  
As you take me in your mouth
My will is seized…
You are my disease  
You make me ill  
Then heal me  
You make me well  
Then kill me  
Passion so hot  
In your web I’m caught  
Poisonous touch  
An addiction too much  
Can’t get away  
I leave only to stay  
An unbreakable vice  
Do I dare roll the dice?
 
brazzoli 10/1/10
Written by brazzoli
Published | Edited 8th Jan 2025
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