PsYcHoTic LovE

a person gone mad in love.. can love be expressed by kidnapping them and tying them?

You run away from me

thinking you still have a chance to be free

screaming like a banshee

but baby we were meant to be

I shed tears as you finally touched me

only to find out you pushed me to the dead sea

happiness overcomed me at last

though it did not last long enough

to seep through me


The End

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