My one love is my cyanide.
Tragic really. Treat my love to what she wants and it kills me.
Now where is my love? I want to make her happy, the first time I see her happy, will be my last bitter breath.
My one love is inside of a vial I hang around my neck, just in case I need a quick and permanent escape from reality.
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