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Poem

The Leech

A poem on Toxic Love

You loved a leech, more than your kind,

Happily let it suck your blood and grow in you…

Every day, you fed its hunger, helped it grow,

But you knew, you were just another host.

You claimed it was not easy to let go, but was it not?

Instead of shaking it off, let it suck your life out!