Prosa Dia 45: Poison in My Heart

Love is like a poison, addicted. Tempting everyone mind. Cheating everyone life.
Sometimes, love will ask you: "which one you will choose..."
it is hard but it a must
and it happen to me.

I was spilled a poison into my heart.
it wrapped me now, chilling to my bones
sometimes it feel hurt when heart try to convey
but, I still,
have a faith to counter attack,
cover me back

it is a poison in my heart...

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