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She speaks of obsession as of it weren't her own*

That bitter sweet taste*

That knot in your stomach*

That hurt if you can't have it*

Yet she speaks of obsession as if it weren't her own*

Says she want to capture their moments*

Cathvthem all alone*

Who knows this feeling oh so well*

I know I do*

Bitter is the thought of getting caught*

In between the light and the dark*

Sweet is how what you savor*

The idea so very promising*

It's obsessive like thirst of the man walking in the hot sand, not a droplet of water near, no oasis appears*

Yet he keeps on walking*

Obsession is bitter sweet*

If offered to eat*

I pray that you pass so you can avoid the heat