Influence

by Vodka   Aug 15, 2007


You were like a drug,
but now he is my light.
What we did was wrong.
I feel that he is right.

You were my fixation,
the thing that made me live.
But that time has gone,
I have no more love to give.

This influence you had,
must come to an end.
You still won't give up,
and your love I do amend.

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