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you are addictive
like air to lungs
tears to eyes
you are a drug of the worse kind
you make everything wonderful
like friendship on fire
and the laughter of a child
you create an illution, that it will be ok
that we could be inlove forever without pain
you are like a lie, plained for a thousand years and than perfectly exicutted
a war upon truth, spilling the blood of the empty souls
you are a drug for the forgotten, the lost
you are the best and worst parts of me becoming good friends
you are what I use to fool myself
to make myslef believe I am normal, human, whole
you are addictive, not because of the high you give
the words that sound true, the hands that feel right
not because of the love we make
you are adictive
because of the pain you numb