Your hands are like a cage, wrapping around me and enclosing my heart.
The words you speak are like wine, sweet with the hint of a bitter aftertaste.
And I am drunk off your lies.
Intoxicated by the tales you weave I believe every word. I inhale them and allow them to fill my body, slowly but surely succumbing to your sorcery.
Love is supposed to be merciful, but you have mercilessly torn my heart to shreds.
I try and try to escape, to no longer be held captive by your blue eyes but each time I fail.
I'm weak, weak for you, weak for your lies and weak for the minimal attention you spare me.
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This is a little scary sorry.
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