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You’re the cure to this illness,
but ever since I meet you I've been sick.
It is a virus that is eating me up inside,
every time I'm better is resurfaces.
It's a feeling unmistakable,
you know the Kind you try and forget? But can't.
Only I can feel it though, only I will suffer,
me, not him, you, her, them, them, but me
But when I'm right beside you everything becomes invisible,
and I miraculously feel better.
I tell myself it was not because of you,
but in reality I know it is.
Then this feeling catches up to me,
I'm throwing up our love.
This sickness has found its way back in,
I pop the pills of our love.
But I overdosed,
and now I'm lying under your feet.