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Thursday, December 2, 2010

Name it what you want to name it.

There's something about love that stings you like no other sword can
It cuts you apart, in half
It's painful yet addicting
Suffocating, yet charming
It's mysterious, like a dark room...there's no escape
When caught by love
You're dead.
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  1. AnonymousDecember 2, 2010 at 11:19 PM

    I like this -- boom, your dead. done for! ah, but oh so true!

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