Toxic

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You're my only angel, is there a better light?
But you're also the devil that makes me cry all night.

You've broken the wings of a flying dove,
And put it behind the bars, calling it love.

Everybody told me that you're just toxic,
Nobody knew you were also hypnotic.

Sharon Mathew

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