I've had you,
Hated you,
Cherished you,
Wanted you.
I've lost you and yet,
I want you back with me.
Life's addictive drug, I say!
That both condemns your heart, and sets it free.
A juicy stick of gum,
Once so flavorful and rich.
Will soon dry up and sour,
Like dried leaves in a ditch.
You'll rake the leaves up,
And throw them in the fire.
Then buy a new stick of gum,
Never ceasing to aspire.
No matter how hard you try,
You'll always want another.
And imagining life without it,
Causes even a hero to shudder.
Love.
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