Love is a disease.
It has no cure, nothing can stop it.
It has the power to
course through your body,
ripping and tearing your flesh
as it races for your heart.
The steady, constant beating
halts as love infects you with poison,
and you have no idea.
The virus spreads, cell after cell, until
your muscles, bones and mind ache,
even when love leaves you.
Your body craves the love that so
violently tore your world apartm
in hope that new love cures old love.
The truth is that new love only deepends
the scars that old love once caused.
It kills you inside.
30.01.08
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