They say true art is inspired by great tragedy
And well, here is my art inspired by you
And tragedy not in the traditional sense, but more like in the weaker sense
Kryptonite to my super powers you make my vision foggy
Slithered past my security, captivating my mind you manipulated my thoughts and changed my point of view
Distracting me with bombs of lies you snuck in from the side and stole my heart leaving an imitation that only beats with you
You believed in them too
So tell me what is a super hero suppose to do, what super move will release this hold from you
This voodoo that alters my senses making me illogical, and unrecognizable to even you
You see this is my tragedy my addiction to you.
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