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Love is the sweetest venom. Lawrence I told her I wanted her body and not her love. I lied. Ronan I fell in love with a lie... She was beauty and destruction. Kissing her was a tender song. Owning her body, a wild poem. Loving her, my downfall. But she was mine. Or so I thought. Blaire One man offer me his love. The other, the world. Im falling, falling, falling ... And theres no end in sight.
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I believe in happy endings however I know that not everyone is lucky enough to get one, but such is life. I think fine lines exist to be pushed and possibly crossed.
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