The Sickness

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My only regret is loving too much

And succumbing to your poison touch.

You make me weak with your scent.

My mind’s a haze, my body’s spent.

Your eyes, they cut me down to size,

I know, I know that you cannot empathise,

But I’m desperate for connection,

I need your hand.

It kills me, your weak conviction.

My life is yours, whatever you demand.

You got me going now.

You make me lose my head somehow.

And as lifelong bitterness subsides,

There’s an emptiness when you’re not by my side.

I cannot think, I cannot sleep.

The sound of your name makes me weep,

And I

Am so, so sick.

Loving you makes me so sick…

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