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Dec 2015
You hold me in a state of beautiful misery,
invited agony.
Loving you is painful bliss,
welcomed heartbreak.
Everything and nothing at all,
perfectly imperfect,
overly complicated and overly simple,
you hold me in a state of beautiful misery.
But I want nothing less, I knew what I was getting into.
Destre'
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Destre'
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   ---, Sk Abdul Aziz, ---, --- and JDK
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