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You love like a devil.
Chill my soul with your words. Words, beautiful words. A sword I would fall on To escape you and your double edged words. Heights, but a summit of glory To look upon the valleys you glare at me from. Is this love? Is this death? I know not Only that love dies Piece by piece, Word by fickle word. |
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very nice!
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beautiful
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