It burns its great,
who would want to escape?
Its like nothing that I know,
that I have felt.
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' too much of anything is good for nothing' but this seems false in love, poem is nice to read
Existing desire, consuming each breath. It is just like a drug, you cant get enough. I love those lines, and yes the desire, everyone knows and wants sometimes without knowing they want it. good job. Becca