She took love like a drug
always looking for a high
quick fix of adoration
never bothering to question why.
It didn't matter it meant something
she'd want it even if it's fake
to her love was another stimulant
she felt justified to take.
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In The Name Of Love
Poezie"Come inside this heart of mine, feel the beat to the poets rhyme, words they tumble, spilling pain, tales of woe or love, again." Poems about love, good and bad, real and imagined, sometimes beautiful, sometimes dark but always, always, from the...
