I am not a Hollywood actress,
But once you touch me, you would fall in love.
I am daughter of morphine,
From the poppy genre, she has taken birth.
My love is so intense,
I cloud your heart and mind within few seconds.
You are so cruel to me,
To give fume, you burn me in different methods.
I do take revenge with you,
Slur your speech, impair vision and make you jittery.
As much your love deepens,
I heighten your heartbeats and impair your immunity.
Yes, I am your dear heroin,
I do love to live in your veins and to love me, I force.
You get lost your willpower,
Once you marry to me, you can't easily divorce.
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