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"I love you."
A faithful distortion.
An excuse often lavished to avoid the term,
'single.'
"I miss you."
The epiphany of loneliness.
A thirst for fleeting company to mask,
'emptiness.'
"I need you."
Our passionate lust.
A nocturnal partner that meets you eye to eye,
'one night stand.'
Love?
A blank word.
The simplest lie.
A thankless task.
L
O
V
E
You.
My kind of poison.
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