Poison

Poison

A Poem by Amanda Gray

I thought you were my drug,
turns out you're just poison.
But sometimes you can't help but miss what's bad for you
maybe love it even.

But there's only so much you can take
before you overdose
and even on your deathbed,
you need just one more dose.

© 2019 Amanda Gray


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Added on February 27, 2019
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