I've fallen for the words of a poet but I'm kept suspended...

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I'm forced to ponder the feeling coursing through me

jealousy running rampant

and festering at my soul

A certain amount of claim I stake on you

I've fallen for your writing and

I'm infatuated with your intellect

I've forged a connection in my mind

using only brute force

there's perfection in you twistedness

and it whispers on my skin

a haunting lullaby

that tears me from the inside

your words Touch the darkest depths of me

and my Well of Insecurities

it seems my obsession with you was

inevitable

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