Love is Poison

It hits like a venomous snake, 
Pricking your skin and entering your soul, 
It sneaks in like an unwanted virus, 
Waiting to capture its target alive, 
What seems so beautiful and pure, 
Can kill you like a disease which has no cure, 
It squeezes you tight like a hand fitting a glove, 
The most dangerous possession out there is love.

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