These forceful emotions, won't become devotion, this I must promise myself.
When it's not what you want, it's stupid to flaunt, my cancerous feelings for you.
I have no protection, I need intervention, this silence is tearing me up.
It just feels so rotten, to be so forgotten, sitting alone on a shelf.
But is it the truth? Do you have no sweet tooth? I need it to come from in you.
Say what you feel, just please let this be real, are you feeling desperate too?
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