Yr body is a smoke screen
As I am blinded by lust
Yr true self is destroying me
Trying to impress you
With vanilla-scented anti-perspirant
That stings like yr kiss
How much I love yr melancholy desires
Requesting me more attention
Because it’s yr strength that what puts me down
But I am going to weaken you
So, get another victim
For I am no longer one
And the bird you constantly chasing
Has disappeared
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