Lindemberg Pereira da Silva (04/03/1985 / Brazil)
A Dangerous Thing For My Heart
It poisons my thoughts,
my soul, and my heart.
I'm a fragile bait,
holded tightly in your arms.
Looking for a safe place to escape.
It changes my day,
everything around me.
I'm not myself, any more.
Just a product of this dangerous thing
called 'your love.'
My darling, it's not that hard to see
You have changed me completely.
Now, I'm afraid of being who I am.
Since I knew you I'm lovesick,
your poisonous love kills everything inside me,
But, you're also my only medicine.
A dangerous thing for my heart....
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