Trying my hand at a Sonnet.

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Your fragile touch warmed my broken, cold heart.

It's an unhealthy obsession I swear,

The absence of you has me torn apart.

An addict without my drug, I can't bear.

That heart-stopping smile that makes my knees weak

It's something I shall undoubtedly miss.

The obsession is so strong I can't speak.

My only pain-reliever is your gentle kiss.

I was dumb and naive enough to give,

You my heart, and entrance to my dark soul

You destroyed them, I swore I couldn't live

Without you, there's no great purpose or goal

And, when I pass away, you cannot cry.

Because you'll be the reason that I die

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