Like a good song

I’ll play someone

Over and over

In my mind

Defining every word

That creates them

Tasting every color

That makes them

Until I’m finally

Brought to the edge

Of my madness

Satisfaction the only cure

For my sadness

The only problem that

I seem to have is

I just can’t get enough of you


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