Love is dying,
like a parasite caught in the blood system,
You turn into an alien
For a while,
Driven by a poisonous cocktail
Rushing through your veins
And you become your own worst enemy
Until, defeated, it crawls away,
Licking its wounds
And you are hoping
To have developed immunity
Until the next time
You get hit by a poisonous arrow...
4.8.13
Love is dying
© Copyright: Алина Поляк, 2017
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