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Passionate,

Intoxicating,

Suffocating,

Poison.

All i want is that lingering passion,

All i want to feel the warmth of his skin,

All i want is for me not to be passing faze in his eyes.

I dont know what to do,

A whisper in the dark ,

Lips hover close not speaking a sound,

My heart races like I've just drank a bottle of poison.

And i did,

I drank his poison.

I knew he was bad for me,

But still worse yet I was bad for him.

The thing about poison is it taste better going down,

And you never think it really effects the other ones,

Until your gone.