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You Keep Me Wanting
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Love Blossoms Too much of you is poison;
too little of you is famine.
I need you now because
I love you to death
and I want to show you
how wonderful you are.
Just give me a chance
to draw near to you.
Kill my selfish self
like an incurable disease.
But never starve me
to the point that
when I see you
I will ache too much
to put you first.
