Is it Love or Addiction?

May 11, 2010
How can heaven live without its angel?
Nobody knows, yet I won’t complain
Because I cannot bear to say farewell,
And all addicts crave candy-coated pain.
In terms of shine, she would outlast the Sun
And her eyes are deeper than the ocean,
Yet I feel impaled by a harpoon gun
Due to her spiritless emotion.
Should Death’s vile shadow envelop her soul
I would become a mere shell of despair;
Because, as hell burns its anthracite coal,
I would yearn for your fatal, loving care.

The cause of my undying love for her,
Is the hypnotism of her allure.

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