We're at two different intersections,
Waiting to collide.
Which one of us will make it out alive?
Will it be you, when you look me in my eyes
And say, "You should've lived life"?
Or will it be I, saying,
"I wished you never rolled the dice"?
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Love Addict: The Collective
Poesiaraw exploration of love's highs and lows-the thrill of infatuation, the ache of withdrawal, and the pull that feels as addictive as it is electrifying. Through each act, this collection dives deep into the phases of love that blur reality and consum...
