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The cries of a mistress

I was warned but I didn't listen
It's almost a drug, it gets you addicted
It takes a lot not to get infected
A strong substance with violent cravings
Intoxicating my mind, invading my visions
Of me and you next to colorful fishes
A big house with various windows
Two children and a dog named Coolio
The truth hurts, and it leaves wounds
Put old thoughts in firmly shut tombs
I guess I should have known karma's a b*tch
I need you bad, it's making me itch

Could it be the smile that light up the skies?
Or the eyes that brighten the nights?
Maybe the lips that recreate bliss
Or the craved kiss that triggers the itch
I've been having allergic reactions
Because my heart's filled with expectations
But the truth is no relevation
There comes the heat, I'm locked in the kitchen

Foolish to think time heals the pain
The more the clock goes the more I'm in pain
Looking forward to seeing you again
But the marquise never beats the queen
My heart beats and it has me blind
Lust to love and now it's a crime
Ironically I thought I'd be spared
But cupid has hit with a mighty flare

I'm in love
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Submitted on October 15, 2013

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