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Whisper
A whisper, like a needle in your vein.
She breathes through you just like heroin.
At first it feels amazing, just to break the skin.
Liquid fire that lights your world ablaze.
But in time the addiction starts to hurt.
Like a permenant bruise on the inside.
And once you hit that artery it's impossible to stop.
It's a craving, a need, like your mind can't let her go.
Love becomes a slow poison.
And she will be the death of me.
