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A Love

A powerful addiction,
A hard thing to resist.
The moment you touch me,
Or rest upon my lips.

I’m forever in need,
It always seems wrong.
A moment of weakness,
Why’s it so strong?

The reminder is dreaded,
I bow to your whim.
With you upon me,
There’s no chance of a win.

I could never defeat you,
A simple thing.
The power you have,
Under your wing.

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