My Poison

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You're like a poison.
I'm addicted to your taste.
I don't know you're killing me.
I'm not sure I care.
Because when you take my hand,
Everything is alright again.
I try to forget.
But you're like a ghost to my thoughts.
You haunt everyday,
The memories eat me alive.
And I find myself,
Crawling back to you.
Just to do it all over again.

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