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Jul 21
I understand why people
Call it lovesick
It can be meant in the way of
You're toxic to my system
And make me ill
Or it can be meant in the way of
When you stare at me
I sweat
And when you are gone
I fret
When you touch me
I shiver
And when you are gone
I wither
Personally?
I love being lovesick.
OnLithium
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OnLithium  24/M/Somewhere
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