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Jun 2014
Your manipulation causes my fixation.
I crave you in the deepest of ways.
You are like a drug.
And I'm addicted.
You are my obsession.
You have taken my mind hostage.
All I can think about is you.
So why am I told these feeling are a crime?
When we touch everything in this messed up world seems fine.
They don't see what I see in you,
But that's okay.
I don't need them to.
Wild-Youth
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