YOUR HANDS ON MY THROAT AND THE LONELY ROADS, YOU SAY YOUVE DONE THIS BEFORE AND SO HAVE I BUT YOU CHOKE ME AND YOU CALL IT LOVE.
I JUST MET YOU AND I FEEL NO SPARK BUT I SHOULD BECAUSE EVERYONE TELLS ME HOW NICE YOU ARE BUT YOU SMELL LIKE DANGER AND WEED, YOU SMOKE ME UP AND YOU CALL IT LOVE.
YOUR HANDS ON MY CHEST AND YOUR LIPS AGAINST MY NECK, SHOULD I BE FEELING A SENSE OF WORRY OR SHOULD I CONTINUE ON WITH IT? BUT YOU KISS ME AND YOUR EYES ARE OPEN.
I guess this really is love.
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"CM&CIL"
Poesía"CHOKE ME & CALL IT LOVE" Have you ever loved the wrong person? Do people convince you that wrong person could be the right? Does the wrong person give you bad vibes? Does that wrong person choke you and call it love? Yes? Then read on for more poem...
