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Thursday, August 30, 2007

Painful Repetition

I knew it would happen again.
I knew that the minute I heard your voice I would turn to puddy and be useless.
My mind is suddenly floating on air. Mesmerized by your voice, your words, your charm.
I lose all control when you are near me. I lose all control when I hear your voice.
What kind of person am I that I lose all self-control around you?
You are my addiction. You are inticing. You are my drug.
Damn you and your words! Damn you and your charm!
But oh how I love you...

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