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Kryptonite
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Loosely Based On You know my kryptonite-
the substance that
makes me powerless to you.
Your chemical kiss,
a poison that I'd
gladly drink from.
Your liquid stare
melts me into puddles
of submission.
Your fingers- metal shards-
piercing me and
bleeding me dry.
But no longer
will I succumb to your
ploys to claim me.
