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fireflies no longer light the sky.

I feel an intoxicating discrepancy coming from your sex appeal.
you're like personalized drug--
a heroin so high it takes me to the point of no return
then crashes down with the .BANG. of a gun

i'm dead inside without you in my life.

mirror, mirror on the wall....

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