Love Poisoning

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Your love is like salmonella-there’s something rotten about it that tears up my insides

And I end up projectile vomiting all those broken promises and false declarations ~which spew forth like liquid slime as I try to forcefully expel you from my system

But the effort shatters me and sends me tottering to bed where I collapse in despair

rolling around in endless misery — debilitated by the effort it takes to recover

And if only I would stay well instead on diving in headfirst -again- into the poison of your love perhaps I’d have a chance

But I repeat the patterns again and again and again

And I fear one day the diagnosis will be fatal

A victim of your love poisoning