These poems are for my lover/hater Lach.
Sometimes I love him and adore him, sometimes I wanna punch him in the neck with a dirty syringe 
Enjoy
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My love, my drug
Keep me coming back for more9 lines, 4 comments, on Apr 26 4:43 AM
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