Poem -

love's poison...

love's poison...

lie to me. Love is a crazy charades game
oh baby, I don’t want to play anymore now
victory is yours, as always. I’m done tonight
every night is yours to win over and take more of

still need love though, won’t you give me some?

I know it’s not fair to ask you to do that. You gotta understand, I can’t trust no man. I will leave nothing unsaid…

pour me another taste of sweetness
oh baby, I’m always tired after your games
i’m going to die here, aren’t I?
so you poisoned my last glass of wine
one sip, one tiny taste is all it’ll take
now what’ll you do, after I die? What
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