One taste, it forces wide the door.
One contact, feel your heart to soar.
One more, and recklessly adore.
Each wild moment, bold deceit.
Each euphoric high, a cheat.
Each fresh shot you'll take it neat.
Each loose passion, filled with heat.
It's the meaning to your life.
It's a blade, serated knife.
It's the fire of joy and strife.
It's more dear than man to wife.
This madness is a daemon cursed.
This obsession, raging thirst.
This shattered dam, with deluge burst.
This love, of evils is the worst.
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