Spare me, please.
Spare me, please, From the emotion that makes me numb. From what causes fights and tears and confusion. From what has only ever ended in heartbreak. Spare me, please, From my addiction, From what I can't live with or without, From what I can only describe as pain and bliss. Spare me, please, From this monster inside me, From this feeling that possesses me, From this perfect but perilous illness slowly killing me. Spare me, please, from this drug called love that tortures me to insanity but makes me feel warm inside.
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