It's like a disease
it's easily contageous
it spreads like a wild fire.
Once you cath it,
it's hard to get rid of.
It takes time and effort to make it right
But there are differnences from disease
You don't want to lose or shake it
Once you come into contact,
you can't get enough.
It turns into a drug.
The more you get from it,
the more you want.
Some say it's a trap and some say it's heaven.
How do you see it?
Do you appreciate it or do you hate it?
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