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Jun 2014
In the darkness of my night
you held my hand with love
so soft, so tight, guiding my
soul towards the light and
healing my body with your
midnight kiss, dragging me
from the edge of an abyss
who's hunger reached out
to feed on the agony of my
love for you.
Is this a curse that has been ****** on me
to live forever and never be
free from the beauty of your
treachery.
Crístál Válęntíná
Written by
Crístál Válęntíná  New York
(New York)   
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   --- and Kida Price
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